Thunda!
She says I'm nobody
And no I don't "got it"
And that she is somebody
That's just looking to party
Girl I don't even know if I want you
You got all those red flags about you
You got me thinking twice, no doubt yeah
Every time you say: "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na"
She says I am damaged
I said: "I am God damn it!"
And even though she can't manage
Either way she's gotta have it
Girl this is getting too complicated
Love having me around, then you hate it
Quit telling me one thing just to change it
Quit telling me one thing just to change it
Just to change your mind
But then she says she wants love
She wants something she can be proud of
With somebody strong enough to lift her up off the ground
Somebody she can say: "You hit me like Thunda!"
Thunda
Before you hear the thunda, you gotta see the lightning
AP or Richie, we don't do the Breitlings
Catch me hangin' courtside, I be on my Spike thing
Ever since I left, shit, I guess I did the right thing
Skip all that tweet-talk, that was never my thing
The era that I come from, it's an on-sight thing
Really do I beef though, used to play the streets though
I move the weight like a week full of keto
Original Top Boy, I ain't talkin' Heathrow
Careful what you say before they catch you on that Rico
Charge, my garage, man I ball like a free throw
Menage, I obliged, this is all just a freak show
They left me when I'm down right?
Fuck it, I'm a beast though
Stock went up up, I'm guessing that's the cheat code
All I see is sunshine everywhere we go
Either you let life be a bitch or a beach though
But then she says she wants love
She wants something she can be proud of
With somebody strong enough to lift her up off the ground
Somebody she can say: "You hit me like Thunda!"
Thunda
Touch di road everything alright
Wi a guh alang party tonight
Touch di road everything alright
Wi a guh shell dung a party tonight
Likka pon here girl you know deh ting go
Money in a pocket you know deh ting go
Gyal by mi side you know deh ting go
Just wid a Cyattie you know a mi bingo
Thunda
And no I don't "got it"
And that she is somebody
That's just looking to party
Girl I don't even know if I want you
You got all those red flags about you
You got me thinking twice, no doubt yeah
Every time you say: "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na"
She says I am damaged
I said: "I am God damn it!"
And even though she can't manage
Either way she's gotta have it
Girl this is getting too complicated
Love having me around, then you hate it
Quit telling me one thing just to change it
Quit telling me one thing just to change it
Just to change your mind
But then she says she wants love
She wants something she can be proud of
With somebody strong enough to lift her up off the ground
Somebody she can say: "You hit me like Thunda!"
Thunda
Before you hear the thunda, you gotta see the lightning
AP or Richie, we don't do the Breitlings
Catch me hangin' courtside, I be on my Spike thing
Ever since I left, shit, I guess I did the right thing
Skip all that tweet-talk, that was never my thing
The era that I come from, it's an on-sight thing
Really do I beef though, used to play the streets though
I move the weight like a week full of keto
Original Top Boy, I ain't talkin' Heathrow
Careful what you say before they catch you on that Rico
Charge, my garage, man I ball like a free throw
Menage, I obliged, this is all just a freak show
They left me when I'm down right?
Fuck it, I'm a beast though
Stock went up up, I'm guessing that's the cheat code
All I see is sunshine everywhere we go
Either you let life be a bitch or a beach though
But then she says she wants love
She wants something she can be proud of
With somebody strong enough to lift her up off the ground
Somebody she can say: "You hit me like Thunda!"
Thunda
Touch di road everything alright
Wi a guh alang party tonight
Touch di road everything alright
Wi a guh shell dung a party tonight
Likka pon here girl you know deh ting go
Money in a pocket you know deh ting go
Gyal by mi side you know deh ting go
Just wid a Cyattie you know a mi bingo
Thunda
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Writer(s): Abdel Lamriq, Shawn Mims, Francisco Luis Correa-perez
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