Artz, Bugy, Beam - Numby Şarkı sözleri (lyrics)
Artz [Turkish producer]
Tüm şarkı sözlerini görüntüle Artz
Tüm şarkı sözlerini görüntüle Bugy
Tüm şarkı sözlerini görüntüle Beam
[Artz, Bugy, Beam - Numby Şarkı sözleri lyrics]
Pour up one for me
When I roll up I'm gone, I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel
Uh uh uh
Back then
Same ting now same ting then
Mi nuh passa, passa, passa, passa, mix up blend
Too fast can't wait pon dem
Can't follow no man, can't follow no trend
When mi rage is a bull in pen
What mi fuck is a shen and yang
Want a yellow ting look like Mulan
Get me sloppy no seconds
I'm a king, I'm a legend, a don
And I'm cutting these niggas like lawn
Gotta cut out these niggas, they green
The green got tall like Yao Ming
I cannot ball without rings
Championship tings
It's a championship ting
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hit a home run it's a
Ring
Close a deal, close a case
Ring
Chi-ching, chi-ching
Ring
Chi-ching make a gold digger
Sing
That's that shit that made me bitter
Fame
That's that pain that made me bigger
Dreams
Pour up one for me
When I roll up I'm gone I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel
Bun di ganja medicate ah no cancer
Ring ya laundry, dirty case, bring a hamper
I'm a dada badder than mi no Pamper
See mi torture ra-ta-ta with the blah blah
Duppy have a shirt pon him face baddaaaa
Call up mi genna dem Killy partner
Give di man a tan with the sunny sauna
Boy, you a nuh top boy, you a goner
Pour up one for me
When I roll up I'm gone, I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel
When I roll up I'm gone, I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel
Uh uh uh
Back then
Same ting now same ting then
Mi nuh passa, passa, passa, passa, mix up blend
Too fast can't wait pon dem
Can't follow no man, can't follow no trend
When mi rage is a bull in pen
What mi fuck is a shen and yang
Want a yellow ting look like Mulan
Get me sloppy no seconds
I'm a king, I'm a legend, a don
And I'm cutting these niggas like lawn
Gotta cut out these niggas, they green
The green got tall like Yao Ming
I cannot ball without rings
Championship tings
It's a championship ting
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hit a home run it's a
Ring
Close a deal, close a case
Ring
Chi-ching, chi-ching
Ring
Chi-ching make a gold digger
Sing
That's that shit that made me bitter
Fame
That's that pain that made me bigger
Dreams
Pour up one for me
When I roll up I'm gone I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel
Bun di ganja medicate ah no cancer
Ring ya laundry, dirty case, bring a hamper
I'm a dada badder than mi no Pamper
See mi torture ra-ta-ta with the blah blah
Duppy have a shirt pon him face baddaaaa
Call up mi genna dem Killy partner
Give di man a tan with the sunny sauna
Boy, you a nuh top boy, you a goner
Pour up one for me
When I roll up I'm gone, I know nothing
I got two tings off the molly getting dummy
Getting yucky
Off the numby
I don't want to feel
I don't want to feel