M24 - Ay Caramba lyrics
[M24 - Ay Caramba lyrics]
Ay, Rocky, this is wavy
Tyy on the beat
Uhh
Ayy
Get back
I tell the driver don't stop like buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uhuh uhuh, I will never leave my bro
That's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and
He disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but
She can never be my bubu
Ay caramba
Got some big batty gyal with bumper
I let her leave with my
Kids in her mouth, no
I never let her leave with my jumper
Spark that shit like thunder
Burn man's bro like gunja
I wonder, I wonder
How many opps got done last summer
Bang that shit, I'm a drummer, I'm
A young president where I'm from
Obama
What a bummer
He should've turned pack like his brother
Sucker, sucker
You know all the pies come Pukka
GB's nearly turnt him pack as well
What a lucky fucker
Brown one, she a dirty ucker, can't lie
She's criss like Tucker
Bare opps get spread like
Butter, nutter, slap
Don't left that cutter
Run man down with smoker's lungs
I'm really upfront like Salah
Show them skill
Now they're doing up legs like Farah
Getting loved by some boujee bitches
Lifes kind of changed
And I don't even know how
That boy turnt pack
It's kind of strange
I done it in a fuck off Range
I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST got blammed in his face, silly
And then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down JaySav
Get back 'cause we got SA
And they ain't done shit for
The friend all now
He's ashamed
We scored points they claim but we gave
It to them for the undies sake
Bro back backed it and slapped it right
In front of the undies faces
Buss that case, no evy, evy
Press that off, get shelly
Shelly
Head, chest, back and belly, belly
Now the drill's on telly
We don't touch kids, R Kelly
I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly
(I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly)
But I ain't tryna go out wrong like Melly
Pack coming in smelly
I still stirr food like delis
It weren't no normal ambulance
He got picked up by heli'
I've seen man shake like jelly
Two hands on the ting and get shelly
They're not ready
I been on the 8 and 6 already
Mask on like Freddy
So the cameras can't see fully
I been disturbing London
I ain't talking Dumi
Niggas turn fake for the pussy, facts
Niggas just change for the pussy
Me, I won't change for the pussy, facts
I'm just getting paid like a booky
I tell the driver don't stop like buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uhuh uhuh, I will never leave my bro
That's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and
He disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but
She can never be my bubu
Get back
Tyy on the beat
Uhh
Ayy
Get back
I tell the driver don't stop like buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uhuh uhuh, I will never leave my bro
That's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and
He disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but
She can never be my bubu
Ay caramba
Got some big batty gyal with bumper
I let her leave with my
Kids in her mouth, no
I never let her leave with my jumper
Spark that shit like thunder
Burn man's bro like gunja
I wonder, I wonder
How many opps got done last summer
Bang that shit, I'm a drummer, I'm
A young president where I'm from
Obama
What a bummer
He should've turned pack like his brother
Sucker, sucker
You know all the pies come Pukka
GB's nearly turnt him pack as well
What a lucky fucker
Brown one, she a dirty ucker, can't lie
She's criss like Tucker
Bare opps get spread like
Butter, nutter, slap
Don't left that cutter
Run man down with smoker's lungs
I'm really upfront like Salah
Show them skill
Now they're doing up legs like Farah
Getting loved by some boujee bitches
Lifes kind of changed
And I don't even know how
That boy turnt pack
It's kind of strange
I done it in a fuck off Range
I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST got blammed in his face, silly
And then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down JaySav
Get back 'cause we got SA
And they ain't done shit for
The friend all now
He's ashamed
We scored points they claim but we gave
It to them for the undies sake
Bro back backed it and slapped it right
In front of the undies faces
Buss that case, no evy, evy
Press that off, get shelly
Shelly
Head, chest, back and belly, belly
Now the drill's on telly
We don't touch kids, R Kelly
I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly
(I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly)
But I ain't tryna go out wrong like Melly
Pack coming in smelly
I still stirr food like delis
It weren't no normal ambulance
He got picked up by heli'
I've seen man shake like jelly
Two hands on the ting and get shelly
They're not ready
I been on the 8 and 6 already
Mask on like Freddy
So the cameras can't see fully
I been disturbing London
I ain't talking Dumi
Niggas turn fake for the pussy, facts
Niggas just change for the pussy
Me, I won't change for the pussy, facts
I'm just getting paid like a booky
I tell the driver don't stop like buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uhuh uhuh, I will never leave my bro
That's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and
He disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but
She can never be my bubu
Get back