Testo Sad Boys Don't Fold - Black Sherif
Testo della canzone Sad Boys Don't Fold (Black Sherif), tratta dall'album The Villain I Never Was
Ooh-yeah, yeah, Blacko, uh
Ooh-yeah, dada-da, da
Ayy
All my niggas tri mu ye sum (ye sum)
Don't you mess around with the crew (the crew)
Swear to God, this time aye hu ('ye hu)
So, we strapped all night in the sum (the sum)
Clearin' everyone who don't want (don't want)
Me to live my life, fuckin' fools (foo'-fools)
Rest in peace too all of them dudes (them dudes)
Talk is cheap, that's all you dey do (dey do)
Meet The Trapper of the year (The Trapper)
Meet the man who's always been (ooh-yeah)
Sad and ballin' everyday (tah)
Ask about me, ask about me ('bout me)
Gave up many times on my way (yeah, my way)
Had no one to come get me lit (get me lit)
Too many times I said, "back again" (again)
They was very tired of me (of me)
You know sad boys don't fold (don't fold)
So, jigga man never fold (don't fold)
I kept my heart cold (don't fold)
And, I went through this all (don't fold)
You know sad boys don't fold (don't fold, ooh-yeah)
So, jigga man never fold (don't fold, ooh-yeah)
I kept my heart cold (don't fold, ooh-yeah)
And, I fought like a man, bro (ooh)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da-mon oh)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da-mon oh)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da-mon oh)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda
Can't you see I don't move like you (like you)
Big Sherif, when I talk, I do (I do)
Took my L's with my chest out true (out true)
Pampanaa, I don't watch, I shoot (I shoot)
Mr. Man, whatchu you really wanna do? (I do)
Tell me now, if you're done with the school (I'll do)
That's my mum anytime on the phone (Momsy)
She don't like the path that I'm on (mm-toh)
But, I understand (I under', I under', I under')
'Cause nobody know the shit that I'm on (I under', I under')
Oh-oh, oh, I understand (I under', I under', I under')
'Cause nobody know the shit that I'm on (I under', I under')
Oh, that I'm on (I under')
Sendin' love to my Rastas (Rastas)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da, da)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da, da)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da, da)
Sendin' love to my Rastas (love to my)
We'll be great nti moda a monda (da, da, da, da-da)
Yeah, yeah
You know sad boys don't fold (ooh-yeah)
So, jigga man never fold (ooh-yeah)
I kept my heart cold (ooh-yeah)
And, I fought like a man, bro (fought like a man, bro)
Mbaa (Mbaa)
Credits
Writer(s): Tomislav Ratesic, Morgan James Taylor, Mohammed Ismael Sherif
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