Gee Baller, Скриптонит, Rydm City - EYOYO YO

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Eyoyo yo (ah who that?)
Eyoyo yo (ah who that?)
Eyoyo yo (ah who that?)

She tell me go slow (pretty little thing)
She tell me go slow (pretty little thing)
She tell me go slow uhhh
Ah who that? (Ah who that?)
Ah who that? (Ah who that?)
Pretty likkle fine gyal

Man ah rasta man, I tell her put am for my face
Make her go numb, she know how my baby taste
When I go slow, she afi call my government
Pour me holy water, make oluwa cover me

I-I been going in, deep strokes Shaolin
I treat your body good, I handle it like Violin
And she call me Tarzan of the fuckin' snow land
She just pop it open when she heard a niqqa land

She drives me devil, midnight
Every next level, new place
She's fuckin revolt, in my pants
She makin' dance on dead presidents

She drives me devil, midnight
Every next level, new place
She's fuckin revolt, in my pants
She makin' dance on dead presidents

Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (uhhh)
She tell me go slow

Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (uhhh)

Yellow skin, inky skin, skinny jeans
Sippin' blue gin, Aladdin
Nokia connecting
Enemies respecting
Threw the brick, Shaktin

Me and Niman, blind them
Cut them, design them
Pulling youngins, sign em
Putting on investing
That means, If you on speeds

Problem is bigger than bad genes
I smoke weed, no sticks no seeds
No feels, poppin lowkey
On ice, like hockey

That Bitch acting like she on Cocaine
Not sexist, girl
She just prefer "that bitch" as her name

Asked me put her on dog chain
Basket looked bigger than ocean
So call me Steve Kerr, bitch
And do what coach saying

Eyoyo yo
Eyoyo yo
She tell me go slow
She tell me go slow
She tell me go slow

Eyoyo yo
Eyoyo yo
Eyoyo yo
She tell me go slow
She tell me go slow
She tell me go slow

Your waka, baby your waka
E fit to kill a man, gyal fit to murder
Take it easy, take it easy
I no go lie, I fit to bet for your matter

Big booty, big chest like papaya
Many many things dey your body like
Yeah I'm feeling frosty, she be medusa
Control me any way you like

Anytime we be texting
Could swear on my life, it's the best thing
Blow on my whistle she be referee
Take it easy baby, take it gently

Omoge show-show, show me love
She wanna tease me so I go know
She come dey wanna chop me like dominos
Where she come from only heaven knows

Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (uhhh)
She tell me go slow

Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
Eyoyo yo (iyo)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (go slow)
She tell me go slow (uhhh)

Like, likin'
Like, fightin'
Like, fightin'
Fight, fightin'
Fight, fightin'

Like, likin'
Track, track me
Track, track me