Political Badness - Nsg, Randy Valentine

Political badness

Yuh done know di chops

Nsg, RV, we do da one yah easy wah wah wah

Well incomes the musical thing called randy valentine representing for all the

generals inna the dancehalll

We can’t stall, ah aaw

Watch yah!

I use to do roberies back in the days

I still havent changed my ways

Still tryna dounble the paper

Hot fire mine we affi burn down this

Every day when you walking down the street

Badman still a lock it pon dem waste

Hot gyal still a skank inna the place

Yeah man a so we dweet yeah.

I don’t look up to no older

Move bangs then Finesse the holder

Everything free got good cc’s

She only loves me when I get her double cc

He wanted beef till his life went left

Hope out the car

Pop the boot

Big tekken

Kick back Like Jin

Come we kick back, baby shot some gin

Mash p’s yh

Man ah mash p’s

Can’t be seen nah at the crime scene

Ain’t been round for a bit yo terry where you been

Had to give a top up cah that’s my favourite fiend

Gyal turn freak when the light turn off

She offin her pant I’m insider her

Broskis in the can for the fizzy no tango

He don’t dance making plays off a zanco

I use to do roberies back in the days

I still havent changed my ways

Still tryna dounble the paper

Hot fire mine we affi burn down this

Every day when you walking down the street

Badman still a lock it pon dem waste

Hot gyal still a skank inna the place

Yeah man a so we dweet yeah.

Rastaman no eat bacon, Rasta man don’t speak to Babylon,

They got my boy dem Locked up in the can, so me &dem boy can’t get along

You owe me money I want every pesewa, I’m on beef like yaa asantewa

I am a bread winner I get my bread up, the way I manoeuvre it’s essential

Me and my guys yeah we dye for the road side

Mama tell me stay away from the bad guys

That was a long,

Very long time

Money affi make But we no get time

So we stay Running, running

Stay running, running

Money affi make

So we stay running, running

Teef mans girls like my coloniser

Na, teef mans girl I’m a womaniser

I use to do roberies back in the days

I still havent changed my ways

Still tryna dounble the paper

Hot fire mine we affi burn down this

Every day when you walking down the street

Badman still a lock it pon dem waste

Hot gyal still a skank inna the place

Yeah man a so we dweet yeah.

Jugging everyday you know I had to get payed

Labelled as a Shotter always had it on ma waist

Hate it when I’m sober have to roll me up a J

If I go broke I’ll go back to ma old ways

You used to doubt me see I’m on now

Now these bitches tryna fuck me cause they want clout

Soo I fuck these hoes with ma plaques on the wall

Praying on ma down but I could never fall

Put your panty to the side gyalie

You was talking hella pon the celly

Still made it just off the celly

Now you smell the money smelling on me

She love the smell of my cologne

That be the money and the rabanne

Don’t ask me how far ask me how well

Don’t ever ask me why we oucheaa

I use to do roberies back in the days

I still havent changed my ways

Still tryna dounble the paper

Hot fire mine we affi burn down this

Every day when you walking down the street

Badman still a lock it pon dem waste

Hot gyal still a skank inna the place

Yeah man a so we dweet yeah.