Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shisha , by - Aj Tracey. Song from the album Secure The Bag!, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: AJ Tracey
Song language: English
Shisha |
| I leave the crib when my P’s are right |
| Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy |
| Don’t be looking for no smoke 'cause it’s free, my guy |
| My akhs bringing out the smoke like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |
| Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke |
| You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke |
| Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke |
| Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |
| I hit the block with my chains on |
| No tee, tracksuit and my shades on |
| Free my niggas locked up like Akon |
| You yatties selling dreams when you should be selling Avon |
| Call my bruddas to the crib and get my wave on |
| Couple yatties looking hot, turn my flame on |
| I’m with the clan, that’s my gang like I’m Raekwon |
| And couple gadgets in the whip like I’m James Bond |
| When I do a show, I’m floating, right? |
| Ex-girl's going mad, you’re coping, right? |
| «AJ's gonna fall off», you’re hoping, right? |
| How do you make it all pop? |
| Get your scoping right |
| Uh, and I always got a badders and a good ting |
| Bad ting, coming round the crib on a wood ting |
| LV, good ting, not a boog ting |
| I ain’t got no time for a broke or a hood ting |
| I leave the crib when my P’s are right |
| Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy |
| Don’t be looking for no smoke 'cause it’s free, my guy |
| My akhs bringing out the smoke |
| Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |
| Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke |
| You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke |
| Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke |
| Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |
| Trap house is doing numbers |
| Now my money works for me, I take slumbers |
| Eyes up exotic gyal with them bumpers |
| Peng tings running me down for my jumpers |
| We wear black like we’re grungers |
| You man are pushing shit like you’re plungers |
| I’m a cool guy, now I pay my own bills |
| But I still haffi lurk the strip with my hunters |
| Come from country and punters |
| Money stack look real thick, it’s one chunkers |
| I don’t chill with frauds or no stunters |
| Dem man fake like Dairylea Dunkers |
| Take my Arab baby girl for dinner, then a show |
| Nando’s, Butterfly Chicken, it’s a go |
| Buss the pussy, she won’t tell me lick it 'cause she know |
| I ain’t built like that, nigga, that’s a no, look |
| I leave the crib when my P’s are right |
| Send my niggas to your door like the pizza guy |
| Don’t be looking for no smoke 'cause it’s free, my guy |
| My akhs bringing out the smoke like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |
| Keep acting up, you’ll get smoke |
| You’re not bad for us, you’ll get smoke |
| Come and run your mouth, you’ll get smoke |
| Like a shisha pipe, you’ll get smoke |