Trumpet by Kay-Ara Lyrics

KAY-ARA

Intro
Bounce it
You better let them know

Chorus
Baby Throw out them keys
I don’t know what is out


Verse One
Let’s go!
On the road to the trip
Ice cream cone on the stick
Me then boys go get, lit
Shorties looking so slick (make we try them!)
We got weed, hennessey any item
We guarantee any high man
We just go fit invite them (I don’t know)
Confidence pass commando
Mr. man make you come and go
Boys all ghost; nsaman puom
All foes for; Kantamanto
E Dey bee girl, won’t you come lay with me?
For the sea girl, won’t you just change the scene?
I swear i won’t be boring
Kiss you every morning
Old soul but I’m modern
TINUKE

Tinúké on the track again
Eyes looking Asian, but I’m african
Friends link and we travelling
Yeah we going on the road, we’ll be back again
& we blowing on the dope, it’s immaculate
Yeah we smoking on the roof where her grandma stay
We’ve come to play, we’ve come to play
Now we chilling on the beach it’s a holiday
Lookin’ jiggy on the scene, we all out to slay
If you feel me let me see you Raise your hands & Say;
I just wanna free my mind
I just wanna free my mind
So I roll on the tree
& let my soul cut the leash
I let my phone go to sleep
It’s time to be free
I wanna just go by the sea
I wanna get closer to me
For real

ALEX WONDERGEM

Eyy I’m bout to make a mil
Been grinding for so long
I feel like a mill
What?
It was all uphill
Yeah?
Now it’s downhill
Get low
Baby girl
Touch your toes
Get close
Go slow
Here we go
Is you ready to ride?
Or you gon let me die?
Cuzz for you I’d be that guy
RiverBank got the supply
You and I
Let’s get high
Touch the sky
Don’t be shy
See the twinkle in your eye
Lets share the pie
Just a slice
Keep it rolling like dice
My time I can’t sacrifice
On my way to paradise
My one advice
Leave the guns
Bring the Roses
Skadoosh