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Chip, Mavado
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Gangsta for life, ayy
Fanatics
Bullet dem a fly, dawg, dem a die
More time me haffi give thanks
Food inna mi fridge, ganja in mi spliff
Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm
'Member when I couldn't make a grand?
Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks
Remember when I couldn't fuck the gyal
And I shorten up her back? I give thanks, mmm
Yo, stressed upon mi head, mi smoke a spliff
And all the meds and reason with the one above, mmm
From mi get up in the morn', praise the Lord
Sip a coffee, gratitude is a must, mmm
A where the money deh? A where the money deh?
If time is money, every day me in a rush, mmm
A where the money deh? A where the money deh?
See you a pray instead of work, that's why you're broke, mmm
On the table with my dawgs over, yes, so we all eat
Coming from pill to sardines and corned beef
Jealousy and envy, I wish somebody want me
See me in the carrots from the cabbage, just calm me
10K on the champers and the dawgs, them all in
When we pop a bottle, pour a drink for the fallen
Pray inna the nighttime and pray in the morning
'Cause more time your coffin doesn't come with a warning
Bullet dem a fly, dawg, dem a die
More time me haffi give thanks
Food inna mi fridge, ganja in mi spliff
Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm
'Member when I couldn't make a grand?
Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks
Remember when I couldn't fuck the gyal
And I shorten up her back? I give thanks, mmm
Man, I've been through the worst
And mi never seen a hearse, so me haffi give thanks
Food deh pon mi table, mi family good, shot inna mi six pants
Now we could only conversate with no silver classes
All we talk about is bitches, tits, and asses
Looking at ladies through Versace glasses
Get your money up, ayy
Nah change up the flow, haffi make it do
Big dreams, man a top scholar
Now fuck 'round, me a lookie big pound
Stay close like son to a mother
Remember when mi need down, down
Now mi up, mi chain big like Shabba (Shabba!)
Now me only smoke exotic
Party keep party, clip inna big 'matic, ayy
This is life, yeah
Clean every day and we a fuck them gyal and no regret that
Pussy, better step back, ayy
Bullet dem a fly, dawg, dem a die
More time me haffi give thanks (Give thanks, ayy)
Food inna mi fridge, ganja in mi spliff
Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm (Give thanks)
'Member when I couldn't make a grand?
Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks (Give thanks, ayy)
Remember when I couldn't fuck the gyal
And I shorten up her back? I give thanks, mmm (Give thanks, ayy)
Bullet dem a fly, dawg, dem a die
More time me haffi give thanks (Mmm)
Food inna mi fridge, ganja in mi spliff
Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm
'Member when I couldn't make a grand? (Yo)
Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks
Remember when I couldn't fuck the gyal
And I shorten up her back? I give thanks, mmm
Check, Gully, haffi give thanks
Food deh pon mi table, shot inna mi six pants
So me haffi give thanks
Bumboclaat, ha
Fuck them!
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