Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Duppy, artist - Kojo Funds. Date of issue: 14.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Duppy |
| Call me father, you say you want war, them niggas ain’t brave, ah-ooh |
| Fucked his girl, shaku the beat as well, had the show the same day |
| So we did the beep beep, beep beep |
| If they want the war, let’s party, yeah |
| We can raise the heat, let’s turn it up |
| Ain’t no time to say sorry, yeah |
| They don’t wan' beef me |
| They don’t wan' beef me |
| Now they wan' play with fire |
| Now they gotta pray to messiah |
| If you smoke, give you all you desire |
| See them boy run, Mo Farah |
| Send my shooters on the way if you call my name |
| This is my playground |
| Done your dance, you ain’t safe now |
| Oh, ayy |
| Oh, ayy |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| This way |
| I don’t mind, don’t mind, don’t mind |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| This way |
| I don’t keep it down my pants |
| Hitter on my left and he’s ready to blam a man |
| Them niggas don’t stand a chance |
| Last nigga said fuck, oh, they had to call the ambulance |
| If you wan' dance to dance |
| 'Member the hospital bed with your crying ass |
| Carnival, had them niggas running fast |
| And I know you don’t wanna revisit the past, yeah, yeah |
| If I see red, the red go, see lead |
| Waps on the block 'cause the money is there |
| One inna your chest if you claim the blue set |
| How you gon' turn on your boys for di breasts? |
| Sess, smoke 'til I rest |
| Say you got money but you still look depressed |
| Say you do juj but you still got arrest |
| Ugly arse nigga, lookin' like you took meth |
| Oh, ayy |
| Oh, ayy |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| This way |
| I don’t mind, don’t mind, don’t mind |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| Why you wan' die this way? |
| This way |
| I’m turning up |
| All my G’s turning up |
| Violate? |
| That’s treason, you know |
| Hundred degrees, turn it up, yeah, yeah |
| I’m turning up |
| All my G’s turning up |
| Violate? |
| That’s treason, you know |
| Got the,, yeah, yeah |
| Let the ting go ra ra ra ra |
| Let it go ra ra ra ra ra |
| Ra ra ra ra ra |
| Ra ra ra ra ra |