Street King

() dope men! Yeah
Street king! Yeah!
Ripe planti na for ngah, unripe na for padiman
Clock don go round, now na time for fack,
12 for night na my day time me and ghost dey want chat
Business dey for ground we d chattam na for grave yard
If ya blood no black no open window spy
Ya skin go start d scratch,
Ya eye cef fit go blind
Ma men them over hard, they d comot na for night
Day time no dey our plan, that one na time for clearan
You no fit see we clearly unless you be na spirit
You no fit see we fine unless you get four eyes
Ngah them d cry, they say they like our style
You enter kumba tère you see ma dope man
You go bamenda tère you see ma banga men
You go bafoussam tère you see ma fak-men
You show for buea tère, you see ma gere men
You boss for limbe tère you see ma dope men
You enter TIKO tère you see ma banga men
Even inside UB you see ma fak-men
If ya ngah d worry you,take ya one dope
Pays no d Waka fine draw ya one dope
Dope dope dope dope men yes
Dope dope dope dope dope men ahaaa!
Dope dope dope dope men yeah!
Dope dope dope dope men
High-ray high-ray tie me bom, tie bom
High-ray high-ray one rap one rap
High-ray high-ray one draw one draw
Dope dope dope dope men
High-ray high-ray tie me bom, tie bom
High-ray high-ray one rap one rap
High-ray high-ray one draw one draw
Dope dope dope dope men
Ma repe na dope man
Ma reme cef na dope ngah
Ma grand frere and petite frere na sang lait
Ma petite soeur na bordel
Ma Uncle man na dope man
Ma aunty them na talk talk but a still like them
Ma best ngah na bordel, ma padimen them na fak-men
Ma best charge na pami, ma best jab na iron, ma tchaka cef na two rope
Me a get first school, a grow cef na for game house
A d chop na banga digest am with tramol
A d wash with mentol, rub ma skin with banga
Me a b na model, advertise Thailand mixam with cigar
A say a be na model advertise two rope mixam with rainboot
Bo no check my how far because a no get ending
Ma blessings over plenty dope men
call me street king because a no d greedy
Ngah dey like ma chatting,
some one dey like my touching, others they like my kissing
They say ei dey like blessings e d sweet like sea na why that a d high
Some one they like my touching others
they like my kissing na why that a d high
Dope dope dope dope men yes
Dope dope dope dope dope men ahhaaa!
Dope dope dope dope men yeah!
Dope dope dope dope men
High-ray ray-high ray-high
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Writer(s): Brandon Burgess
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