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beegboi - blaadclaat lyrics

intro
(grunts) sarz me ah see ya!
badman, bad fi di beat yuh!
bakayad king and junkyard boss
(incoherent background murmur)
fi real
brimmm!!!
dem ah think say we be radical ah (cal ah)
ehhh bum fire, kpom fire!!
(sarz on the beat)

verse 1
i wanna rock right now (right now)/
i’m talking ’bout doing airwaves boom pow (boom pow)/
not throw feeble punchlines, bow wow (bow wow)/
you claim to be a jet li, i see kung pow (uhhn!)

i point and k!lled you dude, awww sorry/
i’m a bad boy, will’s character, mike lowry/
something more vicious, in the mold of robert downey/
no chocolate city tours ‘cos me no loopy baby/
(speak louder boy)
(introducing beegboi)
catch me in the 7 forty fizzle (yeah baby)/
bubble gum rap, live that for bow wizzle/
i’m thunderstorms compared to rain drizzles/
you hot?! it’s only right that you sizzle/

sssshhh! shibirish shaparish, yeah i’m talking gibberish/
flow so hot though, yeah i’m talking pepperish/
can get you high like you is on some shepe ish/
la vida loca! yeah i’m living lavish/

chorus
gone are the days weh dem slam we fi back/
now we headlining shows, mek dem lose control/
with all dey gucci and gabbana/
monster booty o nana/
bwoy that’s how we roll/
dem a blaadclat/ dem ah think we be radical ah
bakayad king ragga-graphical ah
junkyard boss like dem a capital ah
wo. wo… woyo….

verse 2
you like a skyscr-per, got too many flaws/
my name rings a bell, open too many doors/
and i’m f-cking awesome, drop so many jaws/
can’t help but stammer, baw! baw-baw-baw- bawse/

i’m akpan0bong, shoutout ikpa udoh/
ain’t feeling the flow?!, mbok yung ufok usoh/
‘cos peeps keep hailing, ikot abasi inoh/
k’ikat mboro mmi ke iban oyomi sokoh/

don’t need a ruler to set the record straight/
to catch us live on air, you sure don’t need a bait/
i make the scene, you hit the scene/
audio version of braile, that’s why you feeling me/

‘use to think you was the sh!t until you messed up/
‘about to leave you for good, ‘already dressed up/
‘cos sh-t ain’t working out like press up/
show me the rozay like ketchup/

outro
cos me pre-settled like me deal with long st-tches/
beat dem bad with flow, bl–dy lyrical snitches/
they double up fit outshine we but they can’t reach us/
i go so hard like i do quickies/
we squeeze them by the b-lls so no need fi worry/
they sit back and dem gossip while we make the money/
we set the record straight now its a possibility/
just as its enough to be said nuh/
wen dem hear tha realla la la dancehall yea me run that/
dem dare as a mortal so me ready fi di kombat/
stay clear rudebwoy ah done that/
me pin you down like a thumb tack/
dem a blaadclat/

[radio voice: so no need to worry/
so now we make the money/
now its a possibility/
we dey be said nuhhhh
me ah the man dem call bakayad king nuhh..
you can call me aka bring some love aka idiok eyen idad/
me i’m chilling with my men dem junkyard boss, you know/
if you’re not stayin’, you’re not stayin for real/
p. p.. p… peace out (peace out)!!!]

- beegboi lyrics

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