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juls - alarm lyrics

[intro: prettyboy d+o]
me no dey talk talk
them just dey rush rush (hie!)
juls baby
(ugh!)

[hook: prettyboy d+o]
if you be gee, tell am step up to my block block
said he want beef, so we cut am like pork chop
had no cheese, i was standing at the bus stop
now, i dey the benz with a shawty in a crop top
dem dey sleep boss i lost a lot of comfort
working on the flow, no fit stop me like blood clot
from the [?] city where me come from
you wake up with alarm, boss we wake up with gunshot

[verse 1: prettyboy d+o]
tell them make them make pay me make dem add some more
cos back then we dey [?] wе no get support
ha ha
who is laughing after us?
celеbrate, tell the waiter bring the alcohol
tell them make them make pay me make dem add some more
cos back then we dey [?] we no get support
ha ha!
who is laughing after us?
celebrate, tell the waiter bring the alcohol
woo! woo! woo! woo! woo! woo!
me no dey talk talk
everything sus sus

[verse 2: suspect otb]
big breast, let me give you back support
look like something i dey wan control
make i give you stamps in the passport
make me your chairman, you go see abroad
roll with the k!llers dem after dark
show you the city, not the nicer parts (ha! ha!)
who is laughing after us?
ha ha!
anywhere we go man they cannot pass
don’t tell me, you can’t cross them
let me get some lime in my [?]
[?] dealers and they chasing me
h+lla bad b+tches and they+
n+ggas so tired and [?]
[?]

[verse 3: prettyboy d+o]
juls call me on the phone, e dey for k+masi
luckily, i get connections for the embassy
first flight, now [?] ghana [?] gon party
plus i see the kind of woman wey i wan marry
big back fine face dem dey get big batty
plus i see the kind of woman wey i wan marry
call me on the phone, i dey for k+masi
ha! ha! ha! hie!
[hook: prettyboy d+o]
if you be gee, tell am step up to my block block
said he want beef, so we cut am like pork chop
had no cheese, i was standing at the bus stop
now, i dey the benz with a shawty in a crop top
dem dey sleep boss i lost a lot of comfort
working on the flow, no fit stop me like blood clot
from the [?] city where me come from
you wake up with alarm, boss we wake up with gunshot

[outro: prettyboy d+o]
we no dey talk talk
everything soft soft
dem just dey rush rush
but we dey cautious (hie!)

- juls lyrics

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