Testo Tell Man Twice - Big Zuu feat. AJ Tracey
Testo della canzone Tell Man Twice (Big Zuu feat. AJ Tracey), tratta dall'album Big Zuu EP
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
I told AJ "this one's fucked"
I had to touch, control the ting like a clutch
Pass it, head tops, man have to duck
He thought it's luck but I work hard from the jump
You ain't a badman, you're a chump
You're talking funk till you get hit with the thump
Hit it with the smooth bang, leave man with the lump
Rubbish when these young guns say that they dump
Nah, they ain't ever been the dumpers
Gassed in their DSquared jumpers
You ain't bad with the four ting
That's the square we divided, you draw for the pumpers
Animalise with my eyes on the stunters
Real guys can't collide with the fronters
Shy, can't see my guys up fronter
Shower down, hear that like thunder
That'll leave your dargs pacing
You ain't ready to start, your heart's racing
You ain't ever be smart, you're just wasted
Whole style's just copied and pasted
Wanna see a darg's body, no faces
Man are certi, no traces
Free up my dargs with cases
All my Gs gonna reach big places
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
I told Big Zuu "this one's messed"
The flows, I'm blessed, cut up the beat like press
Caress the breast when the girls getting undressed
She calls me down when her man's giving her stress
And you can call me a sweet boy
But I've got sweets for a sweet boy
Sweet boys get wrapped up like a sweet, boy
See man smile but my life ain't sweet, boy
Industry pricks, I'm fooling 'em
Man bags on the mandem, got tool in 'em
Hoes having chats so a man ain't cool with 'em
On and off pitch for the war like hooligans
Team on a bitch, no ball with 'em
Big ball back out the drawers, got mauls in 'em
Shoot spears, drag up a man like scorpion
I'm new dem, man ah late like Orion
Ice on my neck like Christmas
That boy lacked when he dissed us
Throw a man corn like a discus
Drip when I flex, man are viscous
I've got a beast inside like Kurama
Sasuke when a man's after an Audemars
Never take man for a sucker, homie, you can't
I was throwing signs on the Sunset Boulevard
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
You don't wanna see my guys on the night
Just slide and jump out the ride
Whole way, all your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice (tell)
No, I don't wanna tell man twice
Credits
Writer(s): Che Wolton Grant, Zuhair Hassan
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