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youngstacpt & shaney jay - dagga lyrics

[intro]
huh, youngsta!
(young shaney jay he the plug boy)
yeah

[chorus]
i remember selling dagga, watching for the gattas
you was in the jol with your brasse [?]
i’m not a role model, yoh, i feel like a f+ck up
life shouldn’t be so hard for the babas
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga, the dagga

[verse 1]
i remember the lonеly stoner, long before corona
matriculatеd high school, middle finger diploma (f+ckof)
no government grants according to carte blanche
hearing negative remarks started investing in plants
grew it in the yard now we drying it in jars
the order came in bulk so buying it in large
almost costed me my freedom, sitting behind bars
this is a real experience, i didn’t just write songs
although i dealt dagga, i would still bacha
this was around the time of monster by lady gaga
i moved to hill borough and started trapping out with rasta
things weren’t easy for me, you could ask maraza
tanzanian mafia
koppeling with mustafah
he took me to sandton city, saw the devil wearing prada
it’s dark down here and h+ll is hotter than sriracha
i know that i’m a sinner, allah forgive me, k+n+lla
[chorus]
i remember selling dagga, watching for the gattas
you was in the jol with your brasse [?]
i’m not a role model, yoh, i feel like a f+ck up
life shouldn’t be so hard for the babas
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga, the dagga

[verse 2]
cutting the fresh grass, chronic the hemphog
me not smoking weed, i can’t say when last
but i’m cleaning ramadan ’cause i never forget god
the devil is all around us trying to tresspass
selling weed bags, one in each hand
don’t chat over a message, they frame you with screen grabs
giving you more fire, so don’t show baie
if you start making money ’cause that’s how they got diah
a stand+up guy who wouldn’t just sit down
selling good kaas even sold it to chris brown
i was in joburg when his body got laid down
in mourning i sent my thoughts and my prayers to cape town
but i had to get back to weighing kilos on the scale
knowing i’d be in jail for another man’s betrayal
police attempt to catch me just for selling a banky
this is the part of life that i couldn’t explain to [?]
[chorus]
i remember selling dagga, watching for the gattas
you was in the jol with your brasse [?]
i’m not a role model, yoh, i feel like a f+ck up
life shouldn’t be so hard for the babas
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga
i remember selling dagga, smelling dagga
the police call it dagga
smoke weed, smoke the dagga, the dagga

- youngstacpt shaney jay lyrics

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