Lunch Time (feat. Sam C & Chwani)

Lunch Time by IPHOOLISH
Yeah that's the one

Your flow so cold
Cheki cheki the ice
Mimi nataka the gold
Mimi nataka the life
That's it cash it
Cheki vile nimecash it
Im putting the walk
The work, the war
Im killing it this yer
Cheki venye nakabonya
Kana likes kakisonya
Ligalize kana choma
Akiwa lies kanasonga
Slow it slow it down
Kanadai nta kanyonya
Am the dope kapona
Nikiswitch kanasoma
Kakijam kanabonda
Uuuuh chekicheki waii
Nayonayo buda niko masaa
Am the fund sema mfuko kujaa
Making records on another label
Getting red na you join the paddle
Mehn you gotta believe
They say it aint hard to a g
But baby am rocking the fleek
This over am getting the heat
The impossible historical
The magical comical
All we know in my city
What you gone do when
You get it ice
Better go fast no limit
Now I look in the sky
But I fly so high
Better live your life
Go and love your wife
See I never play around
In the game and the girls

That arrive at life are the same
And inorder to survive me
You better pray coz I come
Before your evil doing
Coz its lunch time
Rrrr
I walking through national
And am thinking this
Music is all bout a business
Take it and give back to the city
We newcomer you better defeat me
On the track I do masses of killing
Fuck a bitch if she only appealing
Disappointing my fashion
Is outta your league
Stealing your shine and diping in
Riches amaze hutuoni kwa scene
Must have some paper
Money talk is the lingo
Bingo dem yako anajaza pengo
Mengo siko ready siezi nego
Kama mfuko bado iko na eco
Ninaget izo doo kwenye bendo
Makaveli aliwasha magendo
Cheki am allergic kaa buda huna jegi
Spendi ubitchn juu mi huwamada daily
Fuc fuc mi am planning kumedi
So sick utadhani ukedi
Omosyo gusii I gota deal
With a young nigga son overseas
If being dope is sickness
Then young niggah I full of it
Ganggang gangbeng'abi
Smoke smoke that cannabis
Your girl sucked on my d
Topnotch doing kinda this
Big dawg go oon your knees
All hail glory the king
Lunchtime am ready to eat
Ready to eat
Demons are dropping from heaven
Chains double oo 7 and am going
To turn them
At the bank with the teller I tell em

Captain so am blessing the cannabis
Getting rid of the pussy nigga son
Be sure to crucialy deliver these
Fake bitch on top as she ride on me
If you look at me now you seeing epiphany
Pecking and checking am aware of the molody
My shits fucking hot kind of taken off some melanin
Now I am back and my sound is intelligent
Thought I cashed out but I bring it back
Like memory fuckn this shit man we just
Got me a some epany fuck micchecks
And hustling melanins cant fuck up
On a bitch with some humility
Right now we party bad, bad
Driving the rally car I am a party star
Beyond infinity bar when im burning
Ferreli jinsi amebeba kwa meli
These fucking haters cant tell me
Sasa naimba kwa telly
Eeei am on some boss shit
Am on some growth shit
Fuck a bitch buss a nut
Am on hoe shit
Am on a hoe shit
Am on the good shit
Suck a tit catch it now
Kill if it bullshit



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Makori
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