Reggaetronics by Lobash Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ousama]
Did he do a drug women
Fuck a pot business
He's a lot different
Cop a rock and dodge cops
Sama-Lo we back bitch
On the grid like tacticians
We dont act plus we got the vision
You a cataract and thats a clapped filling
Every bag of powder full of smack widsom
Got the blow, bagpipes
Rip it and you turn into a mac wielding trap villian
Did he do a drug women
Fuck a pot business
He's a lot different
Cop a rock and dodge cops
Sama-Lo we back bitches
On the grid like tacticians
We don't act plus we got the vision
You a cataract and thats a clapped filling
Every bag of powder full of smack widsom
Got the blow, bagpipes
Rip it and you turn into a mac wielding trap villian
[Verse 2: Ousama]
The money that we stack different
Ducktape our fangirls and go rambo
We dont want a lapdance
Watch you bend your back
Bra strap open that fast
Make you bow and violate
Now watch me go fiddle like a pantie sniffing pastor
Packing out these sermons
With nilly-dilly wording
All you pussy worshipping
Silly-dilly virgins are tweaking and alerted
Narcs in the building burning
Like a bad shark film I think your jaw slacked or..
Is it really gurning?
Right now your getting dizzy with the wordsmith
About to hit the ground like Una Thurman
I spit vermin and work blades
Turn a workmate alert to the Lobash first second third base
Fuck up out my verse nerd
This a bash set scandal in my birthplace
Pack a bat bash them in the worst place
Man I got the maddest version
Of a manic lurking
Blacked out smacked out surgeon
Funny how we got up out the trap early
If i was still there
Cause a lotta hurt for you fans turning up to all these dirty raves
Where we snatch some purses and then curve the gate
Don't panic but your gal got her back working
We put her on the backburner
She got here too late
Cos I got a lass ripping off her _____
Now even bossman got his hands up
Check the sound box, is it dead or amped up?
Fuck about the glits cos the riddim got em drilling in their feelings
I can feel it you enlisted to the sinners
Made a killing, I'm just so sick with it
Dicks out gimp suit get your licks in and then a get a bit thicker
Bitch think she slick till I'm dripping in her chinchilla
Fuck a bitch she love to gobble up her supper rub her up and dump a bunch of cum inside the motherfucker so...
That's what it's like when we slide right by
Lobash in session and you know we sly
Lobash in session yea you know we, yea you know we...
Did he do a drug women
Fuck a pot business
He's a lot different
Cop a rock and dodge cops
Sama-Lo we back bitch
On the grid like tacticians
We dont act plus we got the vision
You a cataract and thats a clapped filling
Every bag of powder full of smack widsom
Got the blow, bagpipes
Rip it and you turn into a mac wielding trap villian
Did he do a drug women
Fuck a pot business
He's a lot different
Cop a rock and dodge cops
Sama-Lo we back bitches
On the grid like tacticians
We don't act plus we got the vision
You a cataract and thats a clapped filling
Every bag of powder full of smack widsom
Got the blow, bagpipes
Rip it and you turn into a mac wielding trap villian
[Verse 2: Ousama]
The money that we stack different
Ducktape our fangirls and go rambo
We dont want a lapdance
Watch you bend your back
Bra strap open that fast
Make you bow and violate
Now watch me go fiddle like a pantie sniffing pastor
Packing out these sermons
With nilly-dilly wording
All you pussy worshipping
Silly-dilly virgins are tweaking and alerted
Narcs in the building burning
Like a bad shark film I think your jaw slacked or..
Is it really gurning?
Right now your getting dizzy with the wordsmith
About to hit the ground like Una Thurman
I spit vermin and work blades
Turn a workmate alert to the Lobash first second third base
Fuck up out my verse nerd
This a bash set scandal in my birthplace
Pack a bat bash them in the worst place
Man I got the maddest version
Of a manic lurking
Blacked out smacked out surgeon
Funny how we got up out the trap early
If i was still there
Cause a lotta hurt for you fans turning up to all these dirty raves
Where we snatch some purses and then curve the gate
Don't panic but your gal got her back working
We put her on the backburner
She got here too late
Cos I got a lass ripping off her _____
Now even bossman got his hands up
Check the sound box, is it dead or amped up?
Fuck about the glits cos the riddim got em drilling in their feelings
I can feel it you enlisted to the sinners
Made a killing, I'm just so sick with it
Dicks out gimp suit get your licks in and then a get a bit thicker
Bitch think she slick till I'm dripping in her chinchilla
Fuck a bitch she love to gobble up her supper rub her up and dump a bunch of cum inside the motherfucker so...
That's what it's like when we slide right by
Lobash in session and you know we sly
Lobash in session yea you know we, yea you know we...