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410 – baghdad bushes lyrics

[chorus: skengdo]
dududu-bow
what you know ’bout the baghdad bushes?
man jump out the ride and woof him
what you know ’bout the baghdad bushes?
man jump out the ride and woof him
what you know ’bout the baghdad bushes?
man jump out the ride and woof him
what you know ’bout the baghdad bushes?
man jump out the ride and woof him

[verse 1: skengdo]
remember that neek
we took his bike
old school days he wouldn’t
older bro try back beef
but he knows he shouldn’t
coulda woulda with a shoulda
do it like bt, wu-dudu-da
why you get sent to your mumma?
corn come hench like ‘dullah
on the ride i got my hood up
on the ride i got my hood up
gangs on volts
gang gets lurky
on a stormzy ting, #merky
finna do my man dirty
shoulda seen how dem man chats to girls
dey move like dem man thirsty
your boy got cheffed
your boy tryna lurk
next day suttin’ got burst g
i know dem man wanna earth me
the sh-ts all funny
cos all now no one ain’t hurt me
wanna know ’bout the [?] bushes
they do road but there like 30 (b-tch)
[?] done ran with his b-tch
press what? don’t say that (don’t say that)
you was in the ride with a b-tch
luckily you got saved akh
den he went strait on snap
sorry g, we don’t rate dat
turn ’round get on the opp
dressed in white
swear down he’s tapped
[?] done ran with his b-tch
press what? don’t say that (don’t say that)
you was in the ride with a b-tch
luckily you got saved akh

[verse 2: am]
you don’t wanna get earthed (no)
cah i guaran’ it coulda been worse
how many times have i got ’round there?
dem man wan’ waste tryna be first
i love my life but i risk it all
cah i came from the mud
so i’m giving out worms
remeber that day tryna whack that yute
we had one tool, so we done it in turns
i was at yard
feds try ask if i touched that yute
but i was at yard
i ain’t involved
i was in my room
now they wanna search my room
i was like “oh my god”
man coulda linked those jawns
she was like “raah”
i was at narcos, i was at yard
sittin’ in the cab
i was in the back
spinner on my lap
dotty in the boot come bigger than her back
dinger is a 1-2’s, fill it to the max
bring it to the gaff
one bad b
bring it to the gaff
two bad b’s
bring it to the gaff
i’m giving her the wap
and everyting mad
but i was at yard
feds try ask if i touched that yute
but i was at yard
i ain’t involved
i was in my room
now they wanna search my room
i was like “oh my god”
man coulda linked those jawns
she was like “raah”
i was at narcos, i was at yard
don’t give me chat
mans got a tool longer than dat
one to the head will open your hat
and one to the chest will open your back
oopsie daisy, i know it’s all mad
i went to the yard to punch up her dad
i think she hates me, i don’t give a d-mn
i’m giving her wood, she has to come back

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