Ladi Badmus – Seriki Mai Suya lyrics

L.A.D yeah Seriki Mai Suya Suya in the making Am Seriki Mai Suya Holla at your baby My knife into ya Bawo le se fe si This is Ladi mula You know how I raise heat Pussy Suya I wanna pepper spray this Barbecue barbecue am spaying Barbecue I spice it up in sizes Verse 1 Ma book you up hook you up With my rap back You up Cook you up with my crack Shoot you up on your track On your back get set let's go Then I poose you up with my pap Gangsta I'ma leave right where you stand If you had listened to talib I'm sure you'll understand Whenever I throw punches I got the upper hand I don't stash with rubber bands My robbers the banks Am a soulja on my shoulder You can see I cop the ranks Kargo pants karmo flags Ridding my armour tanks Rap is my custom I deal with contrabands I don't deal with contrabands All my rogers copy that I'ma send you back to your mother land Before the summer jam my jam Damn menh If we have something in common I bet you it ain't common Common don't be stupid I run up on you pun up on you Son of a pussy Burn up on you stunt up on you Fuck up your booty You think it's a movie If this is a movie Then It's sound of music The sound of muri Put your ass in trouble Put stress in your hustle Try to stretch up your muscles Then I give you mos Def jams Like am russel Am also your uncle The grand in your hustle The grind in your hustle Put a puzzle in your puzzle Double double your struggle You look for my trouble Then it's gon be W war W war W war W war W war Hook Seriki Mai Suya Suya in the making Am Seriki Mai Suya Holla at your baby My knife into ya Bawo le se fe si This is Ladi mula You know how I raise heat Pussy Suya I wanna pepper spray this Verse 2 Money don't make me I make the money Diddy money Jay Z money Fifty Money L.A.D money Stop hating on me I ain't the money I'ma make you vanish like JT money You bucket naked You make me horny You know my dick ain't got no safety fucking I stay on trees like a crazy monkey You show me a beef You gon make me hungry Ima eat you like beefs with A3 sauces Made with ostrich Keep saying rubbish You gon make me quick to spray this 4 5th You gonna die now Believe me homie In the next 3 seconds Your bitch will be lonely Pussy Suya that's what am making Barbecue your homies have to taste it Hook Seriki Mai Suya Suya in the making Am Seriki Mai Suya Holla at your baby My knife into ya Bawo le se fe si This is Ladi mula You know how I raise heat Pussy Suya I wanna pepper spray this Pussy Suya I wanna pepper spray this Pussy Suya I wanna pepper spray this Verse 3 They call you M.I You always on impossible mission Like tom cruise Am a specialist shooter I shoot tha ruger like john woo You looking like chun chu But this ain't no kung fu You smell like a done food Dumb fool I can see you got a beef on your head I swear I'ma eat you up and feed all your friends I help you buckle your belt Before I send you to hell You better knuckle yourself Before I knock you my hand Oh my god oh my god Is that you calling for help You can't make it on your own You wanna get the cake But you can't bake it on your own You ain't crazy omo bone The power is Allah's You a coward its obvious I'ma make your 24 hours Longer than jack bauers I'ma target your mama twin towers Like osama Stop acting like bitch You pussy you joana I ain't hillary clinton nigga Am obama Am your jehova your alpha Your omega and hossanah This is no drama Seriki mai suya Suya in the making L.A.D Who the hell wanna fuck with L.A Ele rara. Explain Request ×

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