Death To Microwave Songtext
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Death To Microwave Songtext
Yo anything reach dem know seh it fall pon you
All a di pain and di blame she a put it pon you
Him mada wul har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and pick up couple grain piece
Mi nah send nobody fi lie dung a admission
Kill every bombo rassclaat opposition
Glock .34, 50 round ammunition
A di fuss it a squeeze and body gone martition
Boy freeze like seh him get a vision
Same suh him dead, eye open fly a pigeon
Gun man a buss a nuh fi normal civilan
Suh dem a medz wrong if dem tink a competition
Yo frass, all wah gwaan just dah likkle girl deh me sorry fah she alone know di pain
Pussyhole run all yuh wah but you cah hide from yuh dutty ways
People a St.Thomas to dis day still a talk bout yuh likkle case
Nah talk bout murder case
Him mada wol har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and end up haffi pay feat
Yo flour
Whiel out everything a squeeze out
30 clip a fyah yuh duppy a leap out(Oosh)
Yuh get a week coming like yuh weak out
Cudn gi di people dem nuthn fi tweet bout
Dem a laugh him stop real joke
Shot a fyah rapid microwave a scream out
Nah stop talk seh yuh freak out
Any step yuh mek just know yuh head a leak out(Oosh)
A just dah likkle girl deh me sorry fah she alone know di pain
Pussyhole run all yuh wah but yuh cya hide from yuh dutty ways
People a St.Thomas to this day still a talk bout yuh likkle case, nah talk bout murder case
Him mada wul har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and end up haffi pay feat
Suh wi deal wid trouble maker yuh zeet
Likkle public mischief yuh know
Pussy me gi yuh permission fi use new level unlock
Pussy yuh dead
Vendetta seh queng and heng
Weh him a talk bout
All a di pain and di blame she a put it pon you
Him mada wul har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and pick up couple grain piece
Mi nah send nobody fi lie dung a admission
Kill every bombo rassclaat opposition
Glock .34, 50 round ammunition
A di fuss it a squeeze and body gone martition
Boy freeze like seh him get a vision
Same suh him dead, eye open fly a pigeon
Gun man a buss a nuh fi normal civilan
Suh dem a medz wrong if dem tink a competition
Yo frass, all wah gwaan just dah likkle girl deh me sorry fah she alone know di pain
Pussyhole run all yuh wah but you cah hide from yuh dutty ways
People a St.Thomas to dis day still a talk bout yuh likkle case
Nah talk bout murder case
Him mada wol har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and end up haffi pay feat
Yo flour
Whiel out everything a squeeze out
30 clip a fyah yuh duppy a leap out(Oosh)
Yuh get a week coming like yuh weak out
Cudn gi di people dem nuthn fi tweet bout
Dem a laugh him stop real joke
Shot a fyah rapid microwave a scream out
Nah stop talk seh yuh freak out
Any step yuh mek just know yuh head a leak out(Oosh)
A just dah likkle girl deh me sorry fah she alone know di pain
Pussyhole run all yuh wah but yuh cya hide from yuh dutty ways
People a St.Thomas to this day still a talk bout yuh likkle case, nah talk bout murder case
Him mada wul har breast and guh dung pan har knee
Bawl to di sky say lord tek him please
Find microwave dead inna cane piece
Dis di wrong man and end up haffi pay feat
Suh wi deal wid trouble maker yuh zeet
Likkle public mischief yuh know
Pussy me gi yuh permission fi use new level unlock
Pussy yuh dead
Vendetta seh queng and heng
Weh him a talk bout
Writer(s): Jordan Gregory Mcclure, David Spencer Hayle, Earlan Bartley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com