Isaac Rudder - Wey Yuh Dey? lyrics
[Isaac Rudder - Wey Yuh Dey? lyrics]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah wey yuh dey?
Look
You play a beat, it's simple
Like u add water to Jell-O, dawg
Hard spitter, chill fellow, dawg
Yeah, you know I keep it mellow dawg
Met a girl who was Japanese
She showed her kitty, said, "Hello dog"
But I had to say hell no dawg
No strings attached like cello's dawg
But she trying to say how she
Thinks we should take it further
How when as we meet you want
To show me your furry burger?
We didn't even talk much
Most shit you kinda murmured
U into nets cause you's a trap
And I can't be your server
Triple entendre nigga a monster
Lives in my mind but I'm not a host
Just a vivid cool Rasta
Takes from my heart and in return
It acts as lyrical sponsor
Told my ex I'm my own ray of life
U need a man to
Make you feel happy
She said she would slap me
Next time she sees me
Her hands all over my face
Like a teen with acne
L-O-L if u think I'm taking
That, girl you crack, oui
That's why you date a bitter man dawg
That's word to Rakhee
Clean forget who Paxx be
Man on the way to where cash be
Doing shows at Kaiso Blues
Mixing soca and jazz we
Doing just what's lacking we the damn kings
And damn queens, that's word to DeZii
Rest In Peace, that's word to Neszy
Equal rights: that's word to lezzies
Gay men and trans, dawg
That doe apply to rap
With some of y'all I just can't dawg
Tell me when you ever see a god
Try run par with an ant dawg?
Say I don't support but when we throw shows
Where ya at dawg? Where were you?
To support your fellow peers where were you?
When nobody used to care where were you?
Probably hatin from your chair
Where are you?
Right now you're probably still there uh
Never come to my shows
Never see your ass in an open mic
Yet you want me do songs with you
And act like everything kosher right?
Ya don't work to get better but
I'm supposed to be open? Like frig that
I'z get bread cause I not on that loafer life
I smoke from pipes and papers also
I'z the bomb
Like the day ISIS make the mall close
OD, Saint and CYNX like Aldo
They's give me hope
Gonna do an all Trini show
Make banks like that Billy bloke
"In" is what i really go
I want cheese, put a lot at stake
No Philly though
I feel like what Missy wrote:
My skill I work it
Can't stand the rain - it's shitty yo
Dropped Taxes on their bitch ass
With Rome dey on the video bout millions
You really broke where yo ass was at when I
Was puffin on the dank?
Where yo ass was at when
It come to making bank?
Where yo ass was at when I
Was being a beast like Hank?
Where yo ass was at when I
Was getting head from mancs? That's a reds
Hahaha yeah
Eh? Wey yuh dey?
Wey yuh dey? And I don't play
Bands bands
Look
You play a beat, it's simple
Like u add water to Jell-O, dawg
Hard spitter, chill fellow, dawg
Yeah, you know I keep it mellow dawg
Met a girl who was Japanese
She showed her kitty, said, "Hello dog"
But I had to say hell no dawg
No strings attached like cello's dawg
But she trying to say how she
Thinks we should take it further
How when as we meet you want
To show me your furry burger?
We didn't even talk much
Most shit you kinda murmured
U into nets cause you's a trap
And I can't be your server
Triple entendre nigga a monster
Lives in my mind but I'm not a host
Just a vivid cool Rasta
Takes from my heart and in return
It acts as lyrical sponsor
Told my ex I'm my own ray of life
U need a man to
Make you feel happy
She said she would slap me
Next time she sees me
Her hands all over my face
Like a teen with acne
L-O-L if u think I'm taking
That, girl you crack, oui
That's why you date a bitter man dawg
That's word to Rakhee
Clean forget who Paxx be
Man on the way to where cash be
Doing shows at Kaiso Blues
Mixing soca and jazz we
Doing just what's lacking we the damn kings
And damn queens, that's word to DeZii
Rest In Peace, that's word to Neszy
Equal rights: that's word to lezzies
Gay men and trans, dawg
That doe apply to rap
With some of y'all I just can't dawg
Tell me when you ever see a god
Try run par with an ant dawg?
Say I don't support but when we throw shows
Where ya at dawg? Where were you?
To support your fellow peers where were you?
When nobody used to care where were you?
Probably hatin from your chair
Where are you?
Right now you're probably still there uh
Never come to my shows
Never see your ass in an open mic
Yet you want me do songs with you
And act like everything kosher right?
Ya don't work to get better but
I'm supposed to be open? Like frig that
I'z get bread cause I not on that loafer life
I smoke from pipes and papers also
I'z the bomb
Like the day ISIS make the mall close
OD, Saint and CYNX like Aldo
They's give me hope
Gonna do an all Trini show
Make banks like that Billy bloke
"In" is what i really go
I want cheese, put a lot at stake
No Philly though
I feel like what Missy wrote:
My skill I work it
Can't stand the rain - it's shitty yo
Dropped Taxes on their bitch ass
With Rome dey on the video bout millions
You really broke where yo ass was at when I
Was puffin on the dank?
Where yo ass was at when
It come to making bank?
Where yo ass was at when I
Was being a beast like Hank?
Where yo ass was at when I
Was getting head from mancs? That's a reds
Hahaha yeah
Eh? Wey yuh dey?
Wey yuh dey? And I don't play
Bands bands