Jafrass - Crime Lord
EXPLICIT

[Prelude]
I was born in the Western region
Glendevon to be exact
Grow up poor
Raaad fight bakkle inna the street
At the age of 20 me status law mek me first million
Now me a lock the whole bomboclaat place

[Intro]
You know man a talk 'bout some rich lifestyle
You see it?
Escobar
You know me a say
Beachfront house doh
Me check 'pon the scene yah you see me

[Verse 1]
Listen me no Wendy
Waan buy you couple draws inna Fendi
Tight pussy weh you send me
Gyal mek sure it no too friendly
Big bumpa gyal cock up inna Bimmer
Fi me gyal a no fi you
Me style me girls nuff a than three you
Badman a no Ne-Yo
A jetski 'pon the beach
If you don't pass 'pon the sea me no see you
You dead if you try tek me things
Anyweh you run go me send the killy dem fi you

[Chorus]
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard
Me no no landlord (me no no landlord)
Getting rich, dem a fraud, tell dem a one gad
Money 'pon me bank card
Me gun dem stand guard
Suck your mother, pussyhole, 'cause me damn bad
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard

[Post-Chorus]
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Pull up in the street with a fat pile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)
Money talk shit walk with a damn smile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)

[Verse 2]
Same chain 'pon me neck a drip
9x19 with the extra clip
High grade inna me hand
Rum inna me cup
Oh God, mek take a sip
You know whine up 'pon the ecstasy
She a get wild like she tek money
Flat breast gyal do her breast fi me
When the gyal dem see me dem say hot daddy

[Chorus]
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard
Me no no landlord (me no no landlord)
Getting rich, dem a fraud, tell dem a one gad
Money 'pon me bank card
Me gun dem stand guard
Suck your mother, pussyhole, 'cause me damn bad
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard

[Post-Chorus]
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Pull up in the street with a fat pile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)
Money talk shit walk with a damn smile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)

[Verse 3]
Money mek the gyal dem roll up
Dem no waan no silver, better get your gold up
If she know you rich the first day she go fuck
If she find out say you weak, like a rat she go cut
Me a the gyal dem donut
Fuck the gyal dem a no ganja me no haffi stone up
You no waan no beef then don't push bone up
Else a bare gunshot when me pick me phone up

[Chorus]
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard
Me no no landlord (me no no landlord)
Getting rich, dem a fraud, tell dem a one gad
Money 'pon me bank card
Me gun dem stand guard
Suck your mother, pussyhole, 'cause me damn bad
Crime Lord, drug Lord
Waan the world, whole yard

[Post-Chorus]
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
Rich motherfucking lifestyle
Pull up in the street with a fat pile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)
Money talk shit walk with a damn smile
(Rich motherfucking lifestyle)

[Outro]
Listen me now, Wendy
Waan buy you couple draws inna Fendi

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