Terror Danjah - Juicy Patty lyrics

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Terror Danjah - Juicy Patty lyrics

[Verse: Jamakabi] Yo, call it, how you mean? We tell dem f** off, how you mean? We make head drop off, how you mean? When the business 'bout, no chance, how you mean? How you mean? We tell dem f** off, how you mean? We make head drop off, how you mean? When the business 'bout, no chance, how you mean? We call it how we do Slew dem boy dere, it's just how we do Slug inna headback, that's how we do Inna di miggle of the night, that's just how we do We ah gon' decompose you, that's how we do Six foot deep, yo, that's how we do Level dem and show dem how we do How we do, how we do, how we do Step pon dem inna mi size ten booties Should've never chuck it like dice, load it Buss [?] in front of your Julie Release your bowels and your body start boogey No Cosbys, can't believe all dem ah act rudey Run up in your oblong garter Ask anybody, upgrade dem inna dis Show dem another level of slaughter Mi have di wickedest flow from early Big, outta dis world and anarchic Park up, p**y, translate that to p**yhole diss, have a disser-man parking Big bad Jamakabi dan, mi talking Free up the herbs and girls when I walk in an*lyse and tek heed when I'm barzing And I like big money, see, no bargain I don't like none of them You will never see me par with dem The beak of the eagle'll beat pon dem I'll fight for the family, bread outta dem Disrespeck or tek the piss outta dem Shallow grave, mi ah dig it fi dem Girlfriend belling, mi ah dig it fi dem Mi nuh buss any belly, we pull it outta dem It's a big problem When I come through and murder dem, dem, dem Long time now dem boy should've known say Jamakabi come fi set trend, trend, trend Don't let me slew, who? Any one of dem and dem crew, crew, crew Show them just how we do Big bad Jamakabi pa** through Big bad Jamakabi, mi come in Big size ten foot step inna di scene Big entourage, no likkle man team You don't wanna see me sitting with the likkle red beam You don't wanna see me start converse with your green You've got the belly fi she good, how ya mean? To weed state and mi turning inna idiot Find out which spot you're keeping your P Run up on the spot fi di stash, how ya mean? Collect, collect that quick, how ya mean? If you never heard, it's a concrete jungle Nothing ever sweet out here in the sea In the miggle of the night where the duppy dem ah creep [?] where nobody can't see Anyhow, any one of them deals go wrong Duppy get mek when you're tryna get beat It's the one dem ah ball for Style quick just like Bolt from Jamaica Fi dem, we ah di master, cause be a disaster Aftermath will mek you barf up All of your belly contents and your guts up Style, you know mi have that 'nuff 'nuff Trust, potent like venomous, I know You nuh ready cuh they're looking in your eyes, see you're nervous You nuh ready fi di old school style Pump, pump, [?] Make you wanna sekkle and start fi move cautious Cuh you know say mi too cantankerous Deadly and dangerous, out and bad And Jamakabi eviler so better believe it, trust Dem bwoy couldn't copy my style Cuh mi authentic original like papyrus We roll deeper than you We have more badderman inna mi crew than you So what you gon' do when the big gun pop off And it's barking straight at you and your crew? All I've got on mind is crew You and your bumbaclart crew up inna di venue Leaving you looking like a fool Compared to Jamakabi from the old school So mi slew who? Dem and dem bumbaclart crew Who?