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 Yow Daddy1
 Hahaha
 6ixReal
 Yeah
 Yow gyal ah seh wi style shot like .50 cal
 51-50 gang, AC ah kick Milan, in di van
 Pinky tun gone, she tun on, not di ignition
 Lock di place, not di hair pon di Binghi man
 Yo-Yow Daddy1 (bro gad)
 Bring Hennessy with cran
 Rich gyal inna di clan
 Nuh waa' waa' like ambulance (6ix)
 Versace pants full ah money, we hardly can walk
 Big woman wan' B13 like car Nissan (haha)
 Seh she wan' feel young, wan' mi lock har down
 She nuh wan' freedom
 Every gyal ah seh di ting large, pass medium
 6ix out here, we ah braff 'til now
 Yow J-Vybz
 Ah fully 6ix and wi never switch side
 Big chain, fat ride, Daddy1 outside
 Gyal ah whine up like ah window and she nuh shy
 Cast eye yal ah pree me, ah suh she dry eye
 When mi pull up inna di Honda Accord
 She gi' weh di pussy because har boyfriend ah fraud
 LawBoss see ah pretty brown gyal ah walk pass
 She ah stalk 6ixBoss just fi get ah autograph
 Gyal ah play inna mi hair like ah hairdresser
 Inna November man richer dan Mayweather
 Inna mi cut jeans wid ah "6ix Is Real" sweater
 Thousand gyal deh ah station ah bawl out "Free Deva"
 Free Deva, Lord
 Dem yah weed better
 Clarks dem ah real leather dawg
 Wi nuh leave weapon
 Ever strap di Beretta deh back ah wi jean sweater
 Cut throat, bun body, buss head, mi three method
 Yow Daddy1
 6ix deh yah
 Bare gyal ah draw closer
 Some pretty dark skin like Oprah
 And if yuh feel like ice cold, know di 6ix dem colder
 And mi full up ah Matic and mi nuh soldier
 Yow, one up inna di head cah di cold tat
 Slippers mi inna suh di marrow guh pon mi toe top
 Fuck dem gyal, dem ah joker (yeah)
 Yow Badbush, game over
 Fi wi pocket ever heavy, bare sound box
 Rich and bad, nothing pretty like clown hat
 Di house have elevator like up ah Oakland
 Di yard back still have shallow grave and board box
 Yow LawBoss
 Sponge know seh dem softer dan ah pillow
 Dem anuh killer
 Pussy dem yet never pull ah trigger
 Suh mi walk wid e Tommy, but anuh Hilfiger
 And Mad Daag ever ready fi guh nyam yuh dinner
 From mi pull up inna Gulf, anuh golf course
 Kel-Tec buss throat
 Drop bomb, gun smoke
 From duppy fi mek anywhere, wi hunt ghost
 Hunt ghost like house stack e own coke
 Style shot like .50 cal
 51-50 gang, AC ah kick Milan, in di van
 Pinky tun gone, she tun on, not di ignition
 Lock di place, not di hair pon di Binghi man
 Yow Daddy1 (bro gad)
 Bring Hennessy with cran
 Rich gyal inna di clan
 Nuh waa' waa' like ambulance (6ix)
 Versace pants full ah money, we hardly can walk
 Big woman wan' B13 like car Nissan (haha)
 Seh she wan' feel young, wan' mi lock har down
 She nuh wan' freedom
 Every gyal ah seh di ting large, pass medium
 6ix out here, we ah braff 'til now
 Yow J-Vybz
 Ah fully 6ix
 Yow J-Vybz
 Yow J-Vybz
 Ah fully 6ix
 Fully 6ix

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Duration
02:57
Key
5
Tempo
95 BPM

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