LYRICS: Priddy Ugly 1632

Priddy Ugly 1632.

[Verse 1] I remember it was hard in the pits with my dawgs Made it out with scars, thats a kiss from the gods Gold drip on my wrist look like piss on my arm My pinky ring bling make you ring your alarm Know some scammers with the cards who think sin is a fraud If you let em in then they pimpin your broad Money make them spin like the rims on a car For the money, kill your kin leavin skin in the tar You not rich if you trip over tips at bar You rich if your kids kids kids got a farm A bitch nigga chin needs a fist not a palm When you niggas RIP you not missed where you from And when you dead and gone they might sing you a song Did your mama wrong, she cant bring you along Now she missing your charm Calm while you trimming her lawn At Avalon and she is picking your plants (Hela heh) Majita ba ko Ivory can strip a car quick His girl works at XO, the strippers ar? thick I went with my chick and she was all on my stick In my ear said sh? wish that she could swallow my kids Never sleep with a girl you wouldnt father life with A couple bones from my father gave my daughter my ribs Pause, nigga really hard but they aint hard as my clique Spliffing with Zoocci so pardon my Piff Amakhosi or a Pirate? Amadlozi are not silent In the land of the violence In the sand we get diamonds And every man is an island [Pre-Chorus] Majita ko di kasi, they die every day Okapi to the body, you die where you lay Mamis selling body, survive on the pay But her mama got no money, she cry every day Majita ko di kasi, they die every day Okapi to the body, you die where you lay Mamis selling body, survive on the pay But her mama got no money, she cry every day, ayy, ayy [Chorus] 1632 1632 16 Dirty, dirty, 32 1632 1632 1632 16 Dirty, dirty, 32 1632 1632 [Verse 2] Mandisa from Mashemong in Tembisa Worked at her mama saloon in Mambisa O pila, wa fisa Jitas ba brika ha fithla Ba mo bitsa ha ba bona a jika, eh Boseho ne a strip-a Do anything for di klippa Only if you tipped her, sister never been a sthipha Couldve been a cook, lost her life to di thipa By a landslide storms turned my soil into mud Boiling the spud turned my oil into blood My cousin went to jail just for foiling these drugs Poisoned his guts now its spoiling the love But cav, thugs be avoidin the hugs They tryna fill that void and they judged The slugs in my gums turned my voice to a flood Now you moist in the mud [Pre-Chorus] Majita ko di kasi, they die every day Okapi to the body, you die where you lay Mamis selling body, survive on the pay But her mama got no money, she cry every day Majita ko di kasi, they die every day Okapi to the body, you die where you lay Mamis selling body, survive on the pay But her mama got no money, she cry every day, ayy, ayy [Chorus] 1632 1632 16 Dirty, dirty, 32 1632 1632 1632 16 Dirty, dirty, 32 1632 1632 [Outro] Downloadz Song Mp3