Full Flick - Bandokay

Boom flick paw mi d**k yaw gyal Come skin out no Hey gyal come flick paw mi d**k Come skin out no (1) Gyal come boom flick paw mi c**K Yo tight pu**y meck di buddy chip pon di top Mi c**key no deform and yo pu**y no handicap Flick, sit paw mi lap, ride like witch pon di map Boom flick from yo tight and yo full a di grip Some gyal done out dem punnany sick Gyal yo pretty pon di c**key when yo boom off di d**K Yo pu**y grip di buddy condom a come off in it Yo pu**y tight, tight, ta, ta, tight, tight Ta, ta, tight, ta, ta, tight, tight, ta, ta, tight, tight Gyal a seh shi tight but shi lie, lie Caw are man a seh are body dead shi fi si bright light A no yuh that (Repeat) (2) When mi seh boom flick gyal mi naw talk karate Flick pon di buddy wid yo tight, tight, punnany Gyal yo could a likkle, yo could a fat, yo could a swarthy Flick up pon di buddy, ride it like a cabasaki Mi no waan no dutty gyal, no gyal weh nasty Keep yo pu**y good and take care a yo body Like a gogo, flick paw mi when yo horny Good hole meck mi spend it no matter weh it cost mi Skin out and sprawl out When di f**k sweet yo gyal yuh fi bwal out It sweet like sugar cane Noise a meck mi put a pillow paw yo rass mouth (Repeat) (Repeat 1) (Repeat) (Repeat 2) (Repeat)

"Dislocate your spine if you don't sign," he says "I'll have you seeing double" Mesmerize you when he's tongue-tied Simply with those eyes Synchronize your minds and see The beast within him rise Don't look back Don't look back It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head He's taken an arm and taken a leg All this time, honey Baby, you've been had "Intoxicate your brain with what I'm saying If not, you'll lie in knee-deep trouble" "Prostitute yourself," he says "Castrate your human pride Sacrifice your leisure days Let me squeeze you 'till you've dried" Don't look back Don't look back It's a rip-off Work my fingers to my bones I scream with pain I still make no impression Seduce you with his money-make machine Cross-collateralize, (big-time money, money) Reduce you to a muzak-fake machine Then the last goodbye It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head He's taken an arm and taken a leg All this time, honey

Yeah, only thing I knew was that revenge is a promise, man (Emerald) Could've did that shit three years ago, three days ago 30 years ago, nigga, shit gon' catch up on you I was in the jungle But someone put me where the city at, we spin around And go from block to block in city cabs, I know I'll make it But realize that half my city cap, must be crazy If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned, keep it going See I've been setting bars they couldn't beat it, get annoying The real don't give a fuck, please don't ask me how it's going See I can't turn my back on my nigga who dodging warrant This that love and loyalty, see this shit be so important (yeah) Free 47 I only fuck with glizzy's, .23's and .27's I was in the trap serving junkies, serving Kevin Might not know me now, but where I'm from see I'm a legend Police on my back, I hit the gas just like the Chevron Bitch, I hit a left, hit a right, then hit the exit AMG Benz flying through the intersection I ain't have shit in the trap, only had Netflix Bitch, they call me Pressa, so she tried to impress me Police want me locked up, but first they gotta catch me Smoking with a gun, so we took him on a high speed Wassi he go crazy with a gun, off molly Nigga gon' be dead if a nigga try to try me Bitch gon' end up dead if she ever try to line me Bullets rip his face, I ain't fighting like Miyagi Bitch, we start a storm in the pot, real Tsunami (Ban-, Bando) It's just a .38 cah if the Opps come, we gotta shell back Pretty little bitch, I put my gun in her Chanel bag I got love for the guys, I see the ones that didn't help man Double R cream seats, she wanna fuck, I tell her fuck me in the back then Two pistols, one brown and one black skeng I like spinners, I like Glock nine's, I really want a Mac-ten My nigga got life 'cause with his knife he just splashed ten (free him) And I like nina's with gold bells And she a jezzie, so, I fuck her in the hotel A nigga died, he got fried, I said "Oh, well" My pistols nearby, I can't lack up in this cold world My YG's charged up, they're tryna go L, that's tat for tat Two shotguns, they both blast off back to back And you ain't like that so how you hit the booth and rap your cap? Shawty talk loads, she love to chat and chat My nigga caught a body all for the gang I was in the jungle But someone put me where the city at, we spin around And go from block to block in city cabs, I know I'll make it But realize that half my city cap, must be crazy If niggas catch me lacking I'll be damned, keep it going See I've been setting bars they couldn't beat, it get annoying The real don't give a fuck, please don't ask me how it's going See I can't turn my back on my nigga who dodging warrant This that love and loyalty, see this shit be so important (yeah)

Ayy, Bands (Rah, it's BKay, you know) ayy Yes, Lord, ayy Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (trust) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies (nah) My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah, nah, brrt) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah) Opp block, trip on a paigon's side (paigon's side) Watch the paigons hide (skeet off) My bro beat off at the paigon's ride Watch the car skeet off, fuck thе paigon's life Ever seen a g-lock get to aiming binе When I touch the g-spot, it's a "Shake you fine" Got the mash and g-lock tryna rave and that I don't care what he's got, man's just breaking spines Praise the Lord one time then praise Him again (Lord) He got bunned one time, bro blazed him again (bun) We do 'nuff gun crime, shells raining again Keep raining on them, I don't rate none of them (zero) Even on the backroad, I wouldn't snake one of them They was envying me, I see the faking in them G'd up, mazzaleen, now it's shaking again Need some extendos, haffi raise them again Where's the extendos to my twin rinse-off? I seen him run that way, where did his friends go? One shot, two shot, tryna hit his head, bro Put corn in your ears, you won't need headphones (nah) Could've left by now, still in your ends though Switch, nothin' like Nintendo My little bro let go, body blow, wet bro Bro made headstones 'cause he love wet zones And free Potter 'cah he love swing with it (swing with it) Probably swim with it He can talk duke noise, still bringin' it (always) FTO, SYM, bare vim with it (suck ya mum) Flingin' it, bro's pingin' it and chingin' it (ayy) Yo, see the LV pouch got a ting in it (watch it) But I hopped out and hopped back in, love trimming shit If it ain't that, he's ringin' it (ringin' it) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (watch it) My young boy ching my man (ayy, ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife Plus I'm up in the field, now, slap an .8 ting I don't really rate him cah the yutes hate him When I see his face, gotta decorate it (ying that) I told bro, "We're all one, no separating" (all one) The gang gets serious if we're all debating That's VWF, the G's loves shaving Rambos blazing, she keeps complaining She keeps calling me "Babes" when it's not a babes ting Ayy, gyal, lean with it, turn with it See a man and burst him G-locks, FNs, ZKs, hurtin' him (hurtin' him) Lurkin' shaky turbulence A lot of money, Farm Boys, and murderers See, the other opp boys just hurdlers (dickheads) I got kwengs locked up and burglars Like, bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when the car was skidding Bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when my mates try wig him Bine, bine, bine (brrt) We just gave him a shot and I'm sure it won't jam (nah) We just corned that punk cah he pulled that stunt (you know, you know) Made in a blunt, we just called him a cunt now both gyal Runtz (gelato) Shit, man Rah, it's BKay, you know Fuckin' hell