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sabali - grammys remix lyrics

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intro {sabali}: yea, yea, sabali

verse one {sabali}: i’m the man like tarzan need a hundred bands for an avalanche, roger fans that’s on demand you’re half the man when they uncle sam, pop a xan, cop a gram and get high on that peter pan. work till i dont even see a tag if i’m king tut i got season p-ss i hope it’s not a problem. i say i’m the greatest, all i hear is problems this sh-t hear the latest yea, taking shots of the youth fountain i be living dangerous yea, when i cop that new apartment i be living sp-cious, flow hot wasabi (yea) flow pop like kawasaki (yea, yea) i been having that nick cannon they wildin’ out when i tantrum. they whining house now they phantom, what you crying bout ain’t happen, cause times about what dimes about so call the green for this p-ssion i wanna know, yea, lately i’m outta my mind yea i’m outta control, yea, she take a sip of the whine and get down to expose, yea, cop me a piece of that ice now my diamond on froze (yea, yea, yea, yea, yea) ain’t say sh-t, but i know you ain’t listening no trick, and i know you ain’t listen to a old head, but i know you gone listen to a new head, but go with head if you go with head and use your head if you use your head a hand stand, stand, stand down got heat for f-nny so man down

verse two {sabali}: y’all didn’t listen to me. i said i got heat for a f-nny

hook {sabali}: i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a fan, i’m turning up, xanny, i’m turning up, xanny, i’m turning up, xanny, i’m turning up, xanny. i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i’m turning up, xanny, i’m turning up, xanny, i got heat for a f-nny, i’m turning up, xanny

verse 2 {sabali}: i’m turning up no xanax dont pop pills i pop tracks you know things i do things, i do things it’s true thanks, diamond & diamond, diamond & diamond, my necks injured this hot dinner i’m born sinner my roles skinner i hold pitchers you old bitter, my wrist, wrist is sick sh-t got cheques checked on check list no craigslist my necklace is gold sh-t got your b-tch, slow kid no focus yea they wanna see me but i’m john no scene, scene, that lean, lean, is dreamy. hold up then roll up (get), i roll up, i roll up, i roll up the doja (get god), the world is almost over, but we ain’t gone stop till the turnup is (get get) over. i hope you ain’t sober, i hope how you feel is the real not controlla (get god), i got me a bottle of corona, corona, corona, (i’m turning up, xanny)

hook {sabali}: i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i got heat for a f-nny, i’m turning up, xanny, i’m turning up, xanny, i got heat for a f-nny, i’m turning up, xanny

outro {sabali}: i’m turning up xanny



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