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God Damn by Masicka Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
Woe!
Hahaha
God Damn
God Damn

[Chorus]
God Damn
God Damn
Dead faces
Mi hot like di patty dem up ah Tastee's
A Louis mi shop, a neva Macey's
Mi up in har mouth like braces
Black gyal a fuck, white gyal and mi nuh racist
Black matic pon mi white jeans a di greatest
Strap wid mi matic, rocking di latest
Stacking di, stacking di faces

[Verse 1]
Mi money mek she want a date
Mi tek a fuck and den mi cut and lef' di heart a ache
A weh she do? She video call me when she masturbate
A gun man inna yuh hole gyal, a never pastor Blake
Di man fi mek di freakiness inna yuh daughter wake
A face down pon di pillow while mi watch di ass a shake
Backaz nearly cause a quake, di house a tumble, glass a break
Pressure shake, mi balls a shake
When she done she call mi great
Look pon di kicks, part ah leather, part ah snake
Mi go hits after hits and mi never draw nuh brake
Move bigger dan mountain cah mi nuh short a faith
Mummy dat a small talk, light bill & water rate
A mansion fi har supm Crysp park a gate
Sump Crysp mi belly, we do dis cause a hate
A gyal a swear seh she love mi, mi heart nuh shake
A di love, a money-money mi calculate
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[Chorus]
God Damn
God Damn
Dead faces
Mi hot like di patty dem up ah Tastee's
A Louis mi shop, a neva Macey's
Mi up in har mouth like braces
Black gyal a fuck, white gyal and mi nuh racist
Black matic pon mi white jeans and di greatest
Strap wid mi matic, rocking di latest
Stacking di, stacking di faces

[Verse 2]
Mi used to bruk, yeh mi 'memba
So mi get mi chips up like a vendor
Mi nuh do di mixup, mi nuh blender
Regular mi get mi dick suck till e tender
Red big truck full a temper
Every clip up weh mi send for
Gyal yuh open up, mi enter di center
Di Glock will open up, memba mi temper
Mi money trick Brenda, big spender
Mummy daughter gone wild, she surrender
We money nuff like oil pon da ends yah
Mi cyah a plane, mi a fly, full a sense
Just di dollars and cents mek sense
Nuff man mek di dollars and dem sense gone
Yo coach how we look? Cya bench you
Star bloodclaat baller, dem a prento
[Chorus]
God Damn
God Damn
Dead faces
Mi hot like di patty dem up ah Tastee's
A Louis mi shop, a neva Macey's
Mi up in har mouth like braces
Black gyal a fuck, white gyal and mi nuh racist
Black matic pon mi white jeans and di greatest
Strap wid mi matic, rocking di latest
Stacking di, stacking di faces

[Verse 3]
Dead face
Dead face
Wuleep a dem, tell di bank mek space
Weh mi buy? Fresh shoes, fresh lace
Pussy dem a try keep up, dead race
So mi drrr
Change gear, next space
Nuh gyal mi a run down, money get chase
Gyal follow money to she wah stay safe
Life pon di line and mi nah play safe
So mi..
Go fi di money, ye bredda mek a move
Life is a gamble, dats why we never lose
But you better choose weh yuh wah, chat or cruise
Gyal a skin it out fimmi like seh a blues
Supm fi prove, mi have supm fi prove
Supm black & we powerful, tell dem fuck di rules
Baby a our place, yuh nuh get di news?
A general a roll annuh nuttin loose
[Chorus]
God Damn
God Damn
Dead faces
Mi hot like di patty dem up ah Tastee's
A Louis mi shop, a neva Macey's
Mi up in har mouth like braces
Black gyal a fuck, white gyal & mi nuh racist
Black matic pon mi white jeans & di greatest
Strap wid mi matic, rocking di latest
Stacking di, stacking di faces