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sparkaman - let man know lyrics
[hook _ kwarmzy]
and i’m really tryna let man know
one bang for a aigon
got my mind on this cash and it’s blatant
had to bill my ting pon pavement
run it up, run it up, i don’t want man call my bluff
run it up, run it up, only takes one to load and buss
[verse 1 _ smasha]
two things that i need when i get out my bed
that’s new bread and good head
i’m mobbing with the rappers in the rents
cah i’ve got a link just out of the ends
driver, check, gloves, check
bally, check, weed, check
map that route, bill a zoot cah i’m tense
fly that door and come home with a cheque
next day, i’m on the phone laughing with the dargs dem
now we’re flying round the hood in a rs
in the coupe with my gyal, that’s mains and starters
let me get two of them pina coladas
waiter at my table, taking the order
same time i’m on my nokia, taking an order
gassed every time i seen that crop get taller
[hook _ kwarmzy]
and i’m really tryna let man know
one bang for a aigon
got my mind on this cash and it’s blatant
had to bill my ting pon pavement
run it up, run it up, i don’t want man call my bluff
run it up, run it up, only takes one to load and buss
[verse 2 _ sparkaman]
nuff setbacks, get cash
f_ck your dead chat, where’s your bread at?
and this rap’s still a hobby
hit lobby, might roll another bobby
i’m flying sheff on the m’erz with ollie
and these pagans wanna test me, i ain’t tryna catch a body
and if i stuck it on that guy, it’s for a reason, i ain’t sorry
your trap phone ain’t booming
and if i’m posted on ends, just know i’m cooling
and what buj they really moving?
dem boy chat, who they fooling?
couple tings man would rewrite, left man behind
i ain’t gonna stop till my g’s nice
cali packs in 3.5’s, how come i gotta eat nice?
i’m in twelve, link muks down in b9
[pre_chorus _ sparkaman]
and them man, they hate on the low
nah, they ain’t on smoke
so what they gonna do when i pull up with bro?
but i’m nice on my own
nah, you ain’t real like that
my dargs real like that
tryna make a mill like that
you ain’t real like that
my dargs real like that
tryna make a mill like that
[hook _ kwarmzy]
and i’m really tryna let man know
one bang for a aigon
got my mind on this cash and it’s blatant
had to bill my ting pon pavement
run it up, run it up, i don’t want man call my bluff
run it up, run it up, only takes one to load and buss
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