Bimma

Yaah hear mi?
Soulless Gad enuh, we out here
Ayow, E-kon

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you man ah killa
Me nuh inna nothing weh dem inna
Shweng

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you man ah killa
No me nuh inna weh dem inna

Eazy but mi nuh easy
Inna mi yeezy
Covergirl, cause you know say mi gyal breezy
Bruk pocket me nuh like dem, foot cheesy
Mi money too thick ah nuh fi dem

Somebody tell these hoes get they luck up
And tell em that they fucking with a stunna
Money long so dem gimme respect
The boy sharp, everybody inspect
Tell dem mi nuh finish yet
Me hab the juice, ah nuh vinaigrette

Money haffi mek
Spend it in a millisec

We ain't beefing on no internet
Somebody tell that nigga point me where village at

Dem boy Dey ah my son
Say dem ah shine, never see dem rise once
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ya wifey ah my hun
Too sweet haffi get a nine months

If I gotta get, I get like a lieutenant
If they fuckin with me, just know they gon' regret it
Imma big stunna, pull up and imma get it
Imma five star nigga ain't nobody really fucking with the kid

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you man ah killa
Me nuh inna nothing weh dem inna

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you man ah killa
No me nuh inna weh dem inna

You nuh see say we a dweet big, style can't hold like machete
Real DadliBAD money tall like me stretch it (Yeah)
Big Spliff Big Mac Me Selecting
Some boy feel dem bad but cant deal with the Dragginz

Big Eazo, big chips Dorito
Carlito, big boom torpedo
It's me and Jay, you know how da dragg shit go
These niggas can't see me like I'm on some John Ceno

Regular dem gyal Ah give me toppy call me poppy
Forever the topic from the first gyal see me cocky and ah tell me say fi stop it
Yow E-kon Wa we a tell bruk pocket?
Dis ya chain nuh regular, Dis ya ring nuh regular
Ah nuh iPhone, cya keep tab pon me cellular
Pull up to me big villa, pull up in a big bimma
Dweet long time before me tun big singa, Some boy a beginner
Fu we life couldn't similar
Dem ah baby
Give them some similac

Pull up, And imma get it
Imma five star nigga ain't nobody really fucking with the kid

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you man ah killa
Me nuh inna nothing weh dem inna

Up inna di bimma
Me nuh too worry weh dem inna
Tell you know man ah killa
No me nuh inna weh dem inna



Credits
Writer(s): Ekon Inverary
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