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Don 4 Kwat
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Ask petit dem 4 kwat, I dey 4 here for helep
Early morning time I dey veranda with chelleps
Bring me cold shack, open am with teeth
When I drink drunk show me any wall for piss
When I finish shack, I di turn chat chap
Take yi go my house, blow am then I turn start shack.
You di talk for kwat say I be banga boy,
You di beg mimbo, you be na langa boy.
Enough said, my enemies are not dead
By the time I'm done with them the boys dem go cough red
You go see blood because you di run mop
You di bark, you no di bite you be na ngong dog
No di high like garri mop di smell like warri
I fresh like fish ask my kojo man Harry
My story short ei no get part two
Don quarter style mon gars je suis partout.
Me I be na don 4 kwat, Oh boy I be na don 4 kwat
I di lob, I do my tin quarter style.
Pity yourself, I beg no pity me
The whole club sick, I di cause epidemy
Daily with delivery, I bring much pain
I drown your whole mind with misery
Haters are killing me, oh! Silly me
Who would've known that the park boys would be feeling me?
It's strange, things change,
When money comes, things will never be the same.
I'd rather kick the bucket, than to have an empty pocket.
Fast way, fast money, shoot like a rocket
Ahead ahead. Hey!
I go finish my fufu, when the money come she go gimme the tutu
And when I knack am, the nkum-nkum go tight
We go wind am, turn am till the nkum-nkum is white
Massa no be lie, me I be na don
I don don sotรฉ strong, what have I never done?
Me I be na don 4 kwat, Oh boy I be na don 4 kwat
I di lob, I do my tin quarter style
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