Mavado - Sixteen lyrics
[Mavado - Sixteen lyrics]
Anywayy ayyyy
Dead dem dead
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Now a six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket a rifle man a fire
We nuh chat nor knock fist
Shoot dem fi target practice
Pon every gully side
Weh man a fight war dirty
31 inna di clip, di pussy think seh a thirty
Mi bad nuh bloodclaat from my madda birth me
Bwoy a talk, no bwoy cyaa girt me
Dem a ghost to me
So mi keep mi gun close to me
Sometime me a step it's like
Mi close to dream
Meanwhile some pussyhole a yard
Close to sleep
Shoot out dem еye when dem closе to peep
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket
Rifle man a fire, we nuh chat nor knock fist
Tek dem fi target practice
Mi know di criminals
Mi know di killas and di
Wuss somebody cyaa gimme no chat because mi
Know seh dem a talk dis
(Ha ha ha) a mi evil laugh dis
Rifle shot fi buss yuh
Bloodclaat head like tomatis
A just yuh mouth you a fly
Pussyhole mi know a one time
We live then we die true mi just a fly
Since yuh lie, line him up against di wall
Bye bye
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket
Rifle man a fire, we nuh act nor knock fist
A target practice
Grantspen a wapm to demm
Cassava Piece, Gully side, Hungry Town
Wah tek some ugly clown mi a talk Whitehall
Put dem unda di white fall
Gangstas from Marvely
Di gully war is a tall valley
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Now a six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket a rifle man a fire
We nuh chat nor knock fist
Shoot dem fi target practice
Me a tell yuh bout Jewsland
Waterhouse, we nuh beg friend
Big up mi dogs dem gardenist, Spanglaz
At di age of sixteen klans and one order
Me a tell yuh bout contends, St mary ayyyyy
Wapm to dem yo, Gully god
To di fuckin' world
Dead dem dead
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Now a six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket a rifle man a fire
We nuh chat nor knock fist
Shoot dem fi target practice
Pon every gully side
Weh man a fight war dirty
31 inna di clip, di pussy think seh a thirty
Mi bad nuh bloodclaat from my madda birth me
Bwoy a talk, no bwoy cyaa girt me
Dem a ghost to me
So mi keep mi gun close to me
Sometime me a step it's like
Mi close to dream
Meanwhile some pussyhole a yard
Close to sleep
Shoot out dem еye when dem closе to peep
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket
Rifle man a fire, we nuh chat nor knock fist
Tek dem fi target practice
Mi know di criminals
Mi know di killas and di
Wuss somebody cyaa gimme no chat because mi
Know seh dem a talk dis
(Ha ha ha) a mi evil laugh dis
Rifle shot fi buss yuh
Bloodclaat head like tomatis
A just yuh mouth you a fly
Pussyhole mi know a one time
We live then we die true mi just a fly
Since yuh lie, line him up against di wall
Bye bye
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket
Rifle man a fire, we nuh act nor knock fist
A target practice
Grantspen a wapm to demm
Cassava Piece, Gully side, Hungry Town
Wah tek some ugly clown mi a talk Whitehall
Put dem unda di white fall
Gangstas from Marvely
Di gully war is a tall valley
At di age of sixteen, buss di mac 16
Step pon bwoy wid mi AR15
Him madda hear him so a funeral fix 'feem
Now a six foot six 'feem
Sixteen, bussin' e chopstick
Bwoy lay dung inna hearse without
Head back inna casket a rifle man a fire
We nuh chat nor knock fist
Shoot dem fi target practice
Me a tell yuh bout Jewsland
Waterhouse, we nuh beg friend
Big up mi dogs dem gardenist, Spanglaz
At di age of sixteen klans and one order
Me a tell yuh bout contends, St mary ayyyyy
Wapm to dem yo, Gully god
To di fuckin' world