16 Shots

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Stefflon Don - Pop, Rap

16 Shots

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[Chorus] No gyal cyaan tell me 'bout my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go longer than a ladder (Mm, mm-mm) Dem nuh fi talk 'bout di real Don Dada (Mm, mm-mm) Put body inna pot, dem ah bun like grabba (Mm, mm-mm) No bwoy cyaan diss me or my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Round here ain't safe, everybody need armour (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go shotta any bluddah (Mm, mm-mm) Rah-ta, rah-ta, ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah (Mm, mm-mm) Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rah Mm [Verse 1] Yuh coulda be badda than a Kingstonee Diss my mother then your skin start bleed So don't bother mess with my mommy With my mommy, with my mommy Baby, tink yuh bad? Say ya badder than she (Eh) If dog a-go bark, long time dem doh eat (Eh) Rap on, pop off, make ya move like freak (Eh) They say dem a gangsta, but so is mommy (They say, they say, they say) [Pre-Chorus] They gon' put hands on a chick They gon' put hands on her Eyes watchin' when I comin' through the door What I'ma do, they ain't prepared for, for, for [Chorus] No gyal cyaan tell me 'bout my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go longer than a ladder (Mm, mm-mm) Dem nuh fi talk 'bout di real Don Dada (Mm, mm-mm) Put body inna pot, dem ah bun like grabba (Mm, mm-mm) No bwoy cyaan diss me or my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Round here ain't safe, everybody need armour (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go shotta any bluddah (Mm, mm-mm) Rah-ta, rah-ta, ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rah [Post-Chorus] (Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh) La, la, la, la Ah diss my mother you know [Verse 2] You gonna be madder than Bryant, Kobe Diss my mother then your lip won't speak So don't bother mess with my mommy With my mommy, with my mommy Jah really think you bad, say you badder than me (Eh) If things a-go start tonight, you won't sleep (Eh) Pop on, cut off, make ya look like creep (Eh) Dem say dem a bad gyal, but gyal dem nuh be (They say, they say, they say) [Pre-Chorus] They gon' put hands on a chick They gon' put hands on her Eyes watchin' when I comin' through the door What I'ma do, they ain't prepared for, for, for (Oh-oh-oh-oh) [Chorus] No gyal can tell me 'bout my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go longer than a ladder (Mm, mm-mm) Dem nuh fi talk 'bout di real Don Dada (Mm, mm-mm) Put body inna pot, dem ah bun like grabba (Mm, mm-mm) No bwoy cyaan diss me or my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Round here ain't safe, everybody need armour (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go shotta any bluddah (Mm, mm-mm) Rah-ta, rah-ta, ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh [Post-Chorus] Rah-ka-kah, ka-kah Eh-yeah-ah [Bridge] Get one shot, if dem tink dem a man Get two shot, if dem feel dem a don Get three shot, if dem tek mi fi eediat Get four shot, this a copper shot, know that Get five shot, fi anybody what think dem hard Straight (*Boom-boom*), head tump, ya must drop If you hit up the da-da-da-don Bullets gon' hit you wherever you are [Breakdown] No gyal cyaan tell me 'bout my mother Sixteen shot, we go longer than a ladder Dem nuh fi talk 'bout di real Don Dada Put body inna pot, dem ah bun like grabba No bwoy cyaan diss me or my mother Round here ain't safe, everybody need armour Sixteen shot, we go shotta any bluddah Rah-ta, rah-ta, ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh [Chorus] No gyal cyaan tell me 'bout my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go longer than a ladder (Mm, mm-mm) Dem nuh fi talk 'bout di real Don Dada (Mm, mm-mm) Put body inna pot, dem ah bun like grabba (Mm, mm-mm) No bwoy cyaan diss me or my mother (Mm, mm-mm) Round here ain't safe, everybody need armour (Mm, mm-mm) Sixteen shot, we go shotta any bluddah (Mm, mm-mm) Rah-ta, rah-ta, ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh

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  • Fred again..
  • Stefflon Don