SEVEN ELEVEN (feat. prod by Young Nikos)
Polly are better
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
Ya ah
She doesn't like to twerk cos she jealous of Rebecca ah
She doesn't fuck with the cliqour cos Aquaboss is wetter
ya ah
Ah we ain't talking
We ain't God Apollo
We ain't insta ya
If you you keep working Rebecca even Apollo proby get the bad car
Ya ah
We ain't talking, we are fronting
We ain't parking up to smock something
If they post a photo by the front sea
We can put on your iTunes and then uhmm
Money proby gonna come if Apollo doesn't back up
She'll twerk that
And give Apollo the big pump and mask and tell him to rob the seven eleven
Don Apollo will probly never die
Cos Apollo is the heaven
I tell Apollo if the gun fire
Ah Then we gonna send em Satan
Polly are better
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
18 with a gun fire
18 is the tattoo
We pull up and we fix the tire
Ya
I'm hitting your ex and then I tell her
I just ate a seven eleven
If Apollo is a liar
Then your ex lives in heaven
She heard that I was down south but back up
Ya
She heard that I was big dollars cos I'm better
Polly are better
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
Ya ah
She doesn't like to twerk cos she jealous of Rebecca ah
She doesn't fuck with the cliqour cos Aquaboss is wetter
ya ah
Ah we ain't talking
We ain't God Apollo
We ain't insta ya
If you you keep working Rebecca even Apollo proby get the bad car
Ya ah
We ain't talking, we are fronting
We ain't parking up to smock something
If they post a photo by the front sea
We can put on your iTunes and then uhmm
Money proby gonna come if Apollo doesn't back up
She'll twerk that
And give Apollo the big pump and mask and tell him to rob the seven eleven
Don Apollo will probly never die
Cos Apollo is the heaven
I tell Apollo if the gun fire
Ah Then we gonna send em Satan
Polly are better
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
18 with a gun fire
18 is the tattoo
We pull up and we fix the tire
Ya
I'm hitting your ex and then I tell her
I just ate a seven eleven
If Apollo is a liar
Then your ex lives in heaven
She heard that I was down south but back up
Ya
She heard that I was big dollars cos I'm better
Polly are better
Pollo are you back up
Polly are you better
Pollo are you back up
Ah ya
Is you ready for me
Your favourite belly dancer
Is you really ready for me
Call when you get up
Credits
Writer(s): Admire Machacha
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