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roadblock - nsg & ld lyrics

[intro: ogd]
(4play, 4play)
woo, uh (diztortion)

[chorus: ogd]
slim waist, big bum (big bum)
rolex (aight), datejust (aight)
said she’s got a man (woo*woo), so what? (ayy, so?)
my wrist froze, ice block (ice block)
six*car convoy (vroom), roadblock
why the ugly ones always gotta c*ckblock?
went platinum, still on the block (yeah)
i won’t f*ck if her energy’s off (yeah)

[verse 1: mxjib]
apart from money, a n*gga needs love (facts)
apart from shank, also use guns
apart from weed, kids don’t do drugs
apart from coke, my n*gga sell drugs (yee)
i love my girl but her problem opor
i was in the streets, you ain’t in the streets
she sent me her postcode ’cause she in the streets (she sent me her postcode ’cause she in the streets)
[verse 2: kruddz]
she said shе got a man, heard that before
shе still hit it raw on my bedroom floor (uh)
i feel sorry for my man, cool guy (cool guy)
does he know what his girl’s doing in dubai?
anyway, life’s f*cked, we turn up (uh)
invest in defense, that’s cash on a glock
sh*t, still turning up the block (huh)
from the block to the top of the pops

[verse 3: dope]
she had them beads on her waist, it was hypnotizing
ass so fat, we had to sneak her thighs in
chew my earlobe like she mike tyson
baby girl, i hope you know i don’t like fighting
i keep it in my notes but still need reminding
most of my n*ggas still on the block grinding
demon time ’cause she satanic
do him like kodak, i might snipe him
[verse 4: ld]
real ghana boy, they call me akwei (akwei)
i scoop her from her friend like, “we’ll be back, chale”
i push the d in, have her screaming out, “adjei!” (adjei, yeah)
look, long dreads, big waps, she love all of that (mm*mm)
operate the frontline, i’m the quarterback (oh yeah)
he was tweaking ’til he turned into a quarter pack (stretch that)
six figures, rich drillers (ah)
nod my head and watch my little brother slaughter that

[verse 5: ld]
she just wanna s*x me and spend my money (yeah)
i just wanna eat banku and smoke on cali
don’t worry about my friend over there in that bally
he’s a good yute but he turned one cali (stretch that)
anywhere, i gotta have it, it’s a habit (mm*mm)
stage show, award show, you know we brang it (mm*mm)
and lately, i been feeling myself, name a girl i can’t bag, i bet i pull up and bag it (uh*huh)
[verse 6: papii abz]
if you lean on me, you might learn something (oh, yeah)
she keep calling me black jesus (that’s right)
if you come with me, i go make you cum
pull out game sweet, i don’t want no bump
i don’t slow down, f*ck a speed bump (woof)
my own president, no, i don’t mean trump (ah)
need therapy for my brain burst (yeah)
this not therapy, no, these are just words

[verse 7: mojo]
yo, i was done before the night done
still on action when i’m off set
i don’t play fair cah there’s no rules
your next caption was my old moves
live most of my life off brand
i’m capable of anything, i don’t think you understand
f*ck her in the pool and i can’t even swim
her ass is so fat but the waist so thin

- nsg ld lyrics

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