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Don Jiggy - Rasta Pasta Lyrics & Traduction

Grr
See them
You dun know
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Top shotta

[Dave East]
Get the backend from the spot before I get up out the car (Uh)
Niggas in my section waitin', we gon' kick it by the bar
Catch him doin' dips and pull-ups, niggas flip you in the park
When we see him, we get light, my niggas get clipped in the dark (Boom)
This is Flippa to a shark
Fendi slippers fittin' when I walk
Know that snitchin' is forbidden in the court
This the mob, it get different, you see chalk
Take a trip with your lil' bitch, the shit expensive that I bought
I got a vision you ain't saw, hunger you ain't felt
Homies in the graveyard and summers in the jails (Summer)
Motion, I been havin' that, I'm focused on the mail
Me and Harry Fraud, they feelin' like I wrote it out in braille
Hopin' I can sail, nah, I'm hopin' I get bail
Grown men cryin', spirits really broken in them cells (I know)
I escaped it, mama always hoped that I prevail
Look for a job, I'm lookin' for coke that I can sell (Yep)
Fresh off the dock, we can hit the boat, get the bales
Kidnap or make a sale, I got rope and a scale (Rope)
We the illest, everything I smoke, you can smell
You can tell, it remind you of BP or a Shell (Gas)
Gas, nigga, the last nigga that's from my era
Drop-top, middle December, lavender, leather (Skrrt)
Really from the projects, I grew up ashy as ever
It's even gon' be trash or treasure, you know the set-up

[Don Jiggy]
They say time is money, I got no time to waste
You see it inna my eyes when you look pon mi face (See them)
Pocket fulla dimes, big money affi make (Dun know)
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
Nope, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways

[Dave East]
Nah, called my accountant, he finally got me to save (My nigga)
Red Stripe vision, I probably Prada my shades (Prada)
Made sure the squad prayed before we got on that stage
Caught a body with his dreads, went and got him a fade (Quick)
Diamonds from his jeweler, he went and got them appraised (Uh)
You got money, I got drugs, then we gon' probably exchange (Probably)
Knew I was that nigga since Armani Exchange (Remember)
Nothin' slave about me since I got up out them chains (Gone)
No cocaine around me since I got up out that lane
Go that way (Ah), we don't think about it the same
Good grapes is what I'm wearing, fifty bottles of pain
I really see the art sometimes, just take it out of the frame
It's just the way my heart designed, I'll never say a name
'95, I'm Karl Kani, mama had me in some fly shit (Mama)
Irrelevant niggas always got you on they conscience, it's nonsense

[Don Jiggy]
They say time is money, I got no time to waste
You see it inna my eyes when you look pon mi face (See them)
Pocket fulla dimes, big money affi make (Dun know)
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
Nope, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
No, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways

[Dave East & Don Jiggy]
Every time you see me, you mad, why you joking?
Wake up, real low on the beat, see the ocean
Last time I seen you had quit, now you smoking
One too many shots, that tequila had you open
(Warfire)
That tequila had you open
Last time I seen you had quit, now you smoking
One too many shots, that tequila had you open


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