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marleek - birth of a winner كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
like pukka dat ooh aah
sweet jesus
pukka dat ooh aah
like pukka dat ooh aah
sweet jesus
pukka dat ooh aah
like pukka dat ooh aah
sweet jesus
pukka dat ooh aah
like pukka dat ooh aah
pukka dat ooh aah

[verse 1]
whole bag of stress
whole bag of things that i won’t regret
this game had me beefing my friends
i used to live that double life
weekends, my kid and wife
chiquitos, tacos and rice, that double life
but through the week, it’s trap house, trap burgers, cheese and wedges
girls come into the crib, short skirts and wedges
my c-ck only going where head is
she knows that i’m paper paid and rent is
in the morning i might beat that
then i exit out after i back my shreddies
phone ring ring ring ring
i’m more than ready
hop in
put the key in
rev the engine
reflection from the sun bouncing off my chain and ring
pukka dat who
ma-ma-ma-ma-marleek, iced out, music videos and bling
yeah you know, him
otb in your ting, her crib, her fridge, hide the food in
the weed i’m smoking matches my attitude man, they both stink
f-ck the hoe
pinch a batty, set pace
p-ss number wink wink
off you go
she’s just a hoe
she gives throat on the roads

[pre-chorus]
like pukka dat ooh aah
sweet jesus
l.o.l, laugh out loud
like ooh aah
i splash money like water
you man are only bad on your pc computer
never seen a shooter
my mum gave birth to a f-cking winner
you man are f-cking losers

[verse 2]
on the road, show you levels
get pulled over by them devils
racist pigs
that’s what the demon is
i’m a young black kid selling cds, and tees
and you’re a power trip prick in a colourful diesel nino whip
wanna slap cuffs on me
take me to custody
and look at my b-lls, batty and d-ck
like wagwan for battyman?
come on officer
you’ve seen my b-lls, batty and d-ck this month
more than my bm, more than my links, more than my chick
har-ssment, alarmed, distressed
l.o.l., i’m scared
har-ssment, to a young black nigga
that’s what it is
now that i’m rapping
shouts out yaya, its not longer like this
but har-ssment, i’m used to it
har-ssment on the country strip
get pulled over by them pushbike pigs

[outro]
battyman
wagwan for battyman
battyman
wagwan for battyman

- marleek

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