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poppers - lam3nto & ynr nella lyrics

[intro: lam3ntó & the major phoenix]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(phoenix, you gon’ be dope, son!)
blingidi

[pre*chorus: lam3ntó]
if y’all leading the wave
then f*ck it, this sh*t prolly isn’t legit (no way it don’t)
you say you the best
well, that sh*t gon’ happen if we don’t exist (f*ck)
call doctor lee
’cause we might just pop like a cyst (brrr, uh)
my brother de bruyne, i might call him if i need an assist (pow)

[chorus: lam3ntó]
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (what)
’bout to pop, where’s (haibo man)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (hayi)
’bout to pop (hayi), where’s doctor lee? (hayi, hayi)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (phew)
’bout to pop, where’s (uh uh)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee?
’bout to pop, where’s (grrr, baow baow baow baow, uh)

[verse 1: lam3ntó]
qhuma njengе qhaqhuva (yoh)
k’theni wahlina nje, nd’yakbuza (hmm)
wen’ uzofika nеdebate ez’ngekho, uthi syakyaza nje, and’kuva (thula mfethu asimameli)
sew’yasupporter ngok’, hhayi suka (yoh)
busy uyadisser, ke waysusa (woo)
maw’ke was’nyela, sok’fakel’ iquza
futsekha apha, unuka i* (hmm)
don’t know where that came from
like the water used by iphara l’hlamb’ imoto (yeah)
though i got a point ngathi nd’pheth’ umkhonto (phew)
bro, i’m so ghetto, my nan might be sonto (grrr)
your girl in our section, ufuna iphoto (yoh)
baphathi bedollar, as’winanga lotto (nxx)
i told her in person, i’m not really rich
too late, sefuna ndim’thengel’ imoto (ching)
you ain’t that dope my n*gga
when you ask for people’s opinion, they tell you the beat’s good (ha ha)
we the real pioneers of this sh*t
tango and cash are the real mbuzis (meh)
pardon the arrogance
when you this good, man it’s really hard to be humble (woah)
i’m on a journey straight to the top, i pray to god i never fumble
jogging to the cash with my tippy tippy toes
got 3 homies and i hope y’all never know (haibo)
looking at these hoes like eeny miny moe (woo)
that’s pretty much true but i ain’t simping for a hoe (brrr brrr brrr)
if we look at the facts (oh yeah)
we’ll be here for a while (yeah)
man, i do not care as long as you n*ggas don’t f*ck with us, but if y’all
[pre*chorus: lam3ntó]
if y’all leading the wave (uh)
then f*ck it, this sh*t prolly isn’t legit (on no it don’t)
you say you the best
well, that sh*t gon’ happen if we don’t exist (facts)
call doctor lee (hmm)
’cause we might just pop like a cyst (phew)
my brother de bruyne, i might call him if i need an assist (boom)

[chorus: lam3ntó & ynr nella]
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (what)
’bout to pop, where’s (yeah let’s go)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (brrr)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (hayi)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee?
’bout to pop, where’s (like where?)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (uh)
’bout to pop (uh), where’s (uh)

[verse 2: ynr nella]
you know we be popping (yeah)
call doctor lee ’cause n0body can stop us (d*mn)
pop like a cyst, know them n*ggas disgusted (like what)
they try to be me, everything they be copying like d*mn
you want a verse, gotta cop it (like d*mn)
step on these n*ggas like they just some carpets (what)
tango & cash, know them n*ggas r*t*rded
we ’bout to take over and we getting started (b*tch)
i do not mean to be c*cky (yeah)
i mean it when i say that we are the hottest (d*mn)
when you get this good, it be hard to be modest (uh)
but we let it burn like you f*ck with no condom, huh (yeah)
i want some racks in my pockets (yeah)
hunting this bag like it came with a bounty
play with that cheque but i ain’t no accountant (yeah)
i want me a cheque feel like usimamane (d*mn)
you know that i’m really the hottest
i’m not even looking n0body to argue (yeah)
’cause still i be ballin’ on n*ggas regardless (yeah)
i’m working all day, tryna get me a brabus (vroom)
lil boy, you not even a target ’cause you not a threat
i don’t wanna started ’cause i ain’t be wasting no time (yeah)
i be sparking and i’mma die lit, i ain’t talking ’bout carti (yeah)
man, she broke my heart know she sorry
’cause she see me stunning with my new lil shawty (lil b*tch)
she know i be pimping like scottie, now she out here sad, just sippin bacardi (like d*mn)
and i just can’t kick it, i’m sorry
i’m tryna get that bag, i don’t do karate (hi*ya)
and we ’bout to pop like a cyst (ha ha)
n*ggas be mad ’cause they cannot stop us
[pre*chorus: lam3ntó]
if y’all leading the wave
then f*ck it, this sh*t prolly isn’t legit
you say you the best
well, that sh*t gon’ happen if we don’t exist
call doctor lee
’cause we might just pop like a cyst
my brother de bruyne, i might call him if i need an assist (boom)

[chorus: lam3ntó]
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (what)
’bout to pop, where’s (yeah, let’s go)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (brrr)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (hayi)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee? (hayi andikuva mfethu)
’bout to pop, where’s (uh)
’bout to pop, where’s doctor lee?
’bout to pop, where’s, uh

[outro]
seriously, i mean
you’re getting a iittie radicai here, aren’t you?
what’s radical?
biowing a man’s head off with a f*cking hand grenade
is a touch much, don’t you think?
you got your way, i got mine
you know i’m kinda giad you didn’t want to taik, raquin
you know that?
let me just shoot him in the godd*mn leg, he’ll talk!

- lam3nto ynr nella lyrics

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