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Cabman Pucaso – Soul & Inspiration lyrics
Soul & Inspiration
By Cabman Pucaso
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonna get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
Rap (1)
Here we go again my niggas fingers itching, itching for the trigger,
My fingers too is itching, itching for the the paper.
It was you & you yesterday on the floor whoa I’m a hustler
Blood man Rasta... Nigga Bang Bang with the princes on my side
Earlier on the season,
Guns were on the table when she preparing my breakfast,
Life is too amazing when food came with bullets.
Hook
Cab you Fuck*n real, you are mufuck*n real dawg.
Sleeping one hour in an hour then you dream you go,
I’m like you critical, golden shoes acting like you paying dues you son
& sucking breaking rules.
Rap (2)
Pack your bags with a smile, deep in your heart! You knew you were
Leaving.
You are so critical, Left me me in a comma for days, Four (4).
After me giving birth to the new me.
You be! The princes to my heart till I die,
Some people love people but people get it twisted
Fuck*n insecure is the key but the ring that you took is like you took my
Whole everything,
But girl! You my whole everything.
You my whole everything.
BREATHINGS…………
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonna get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
Rap (3)
My life is getting thicker, is getting thick and thicker.
On a sky scraper, getting better pictures.
This ladies on the street always wana get the pictures,
Picture perfect! You know we got it baby.
Give me back my love girl you see I am trying,
Look what I got and look what I’m doing,
Two pretty women around me I am choosing
Never get it twisted I’m a bustard you are bit*h too.
Life is on a circle, focus on your goal girl
Never let it go, tryner get a globe
Me! I’m a rapper I’m a Rasta I’m a Conquer
Forgive me I am wrong when I curse on my verses
Smile on a face of a Nig*a
Life might Take my Nig*a
Why you hate my Nig*a
I’m praying for the first right figure
Caso Caso
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonne get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
By Cabman Pucaso
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonna get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
Rap (1)
Here we go again my niggas fingers itching, itching for the trigger,
My fingers too is itching, itching for the the paper.
It was you & you yesterday on the floor whoa I’m a hustler
Blood man Rasta... Nigga Bang Bang with the princes on my side
Earlier on the season,
Guns were on the table when she preparing my breakfast,
Life is too amazing when food came with bullets.
Hook
Cab you Fuck*n real, you are mufuck*n real dawg.
Sleeping one hour in an hour then you dream you go,
I’m like you critical, golden shoes acting like you paying dues you son
& sucking breaking rules.
Rap (2)
Pack your bags with a smile, deep in your heart! You knew you were
Leaving.
You are so critical, Left me me in a comma for days, Four (4).
After me giving birth to the new me.
You be! The princes to my heart till I die,
Some people love people but people get it twisted
Fuck*n insecure is the key but the ring that you took is like you took my
Whole everything,
But girl! You my whole everything.
You my whole everything.
BREATHINGS…………
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonna get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
Rap (3)
My life is getting thicker, is getting thick and thicker.
On a sky scraper, getting better pictures.
This ladies on the street always wana get the pictures,
Picture perfect! You know we got it baby.
Give me back my love girl you see I am trying,
Look what I got and look what I’m doing,
Two pretty women around me I am choosing
Never get it twisted I’m a bustard you are bit*h too.
Life is on a circle, focus on your goal girl
Never let it go, tryner get a globe
Me! I’m a rapper I’m a Rasta I’m a Conquer
Forgive me I am wrong when I curse on my verses
Smile on a face of a Nig*a
Life might Take my Nig*a
Why you hate my Nig*a
I’m praying for the first right figure
Caso Caso
Chorus [Cabman Pucaso]
Why being Critical? Light Me a Cigar Doll.
My Lady... !
Penetrate when I kick the door,
Cause I’m Gonne get this dope!
My Lady!
Hook [Nubian Blood]
Rock around (4 Times)
Rock around with me.
Rock Ganja, Roll the plant, Roll the ganja, Burn the ganja.
Roll it with me yeah.
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