A$AP Ferg - Shabba // Slowed & Reverb to PERFECTION

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    original audio: • A$AP Ferg - Shabba (Of...
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    Lyrics:
    Shabba!
    Him deh yah
    S, and a H, and a A, double B, and a A, R-A-N-K-S
    Always the best
    A$AP MOB
    Do the job, fly the flag
    Lawd ah mercy, people
    Say my name a likkle louder
    Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd yah
    Say it 3 times if a me unu shoulda
    SHABBA! SHABBA! SHABBA!
    Oh man, set a lick a likkle louder
    Holla out mi name mek I rip up the crowd yah
    Say it 3 times if a me unu prouder
    SHABBA! SHABBA! SHABBA!
    Hey, holla out mi name, jump to mi name
    Call out mi name, bawl out mi name
    Nah stop until it reach hall of fame
    So yuh body waan Shabba know de same
    People, holla out mi name, shout to mi name
    Call out mi name, bawl out mi name
    Nah stop until it reach hall of fame
    Anytime mi sweat, mi sweat flame
    Ah me dem in need of, true crowd pleaser
    Turn non-believer, inna believer
    Come crowd a people follow di procedure
    Mi no Rakim but "follow the leader"
    Head ah go jump off a fool dem shoulder
    Chop off dem head with mi cleaver
    From Jamaica right back to Geneva
    Shabba Ranking ah true crowd pleaser
    Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks
    Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
    Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
    One gold tooth like I'm --
    Who that stocky nigga with the grills?
    (Trap Lord you're so trill)
    I could get a new Bugatti but a nigga rather chill
    Rather sit up on the block and stack it 'till I get a mill
    What about them old bitches who ain't wanna give me feel?
    Now they want a make it gushy cause a nigga got a deal
    Rather double up and strap and hit a booty in Brazil
    I hit Punta Cana when shit gets so real
    Two bad bitches in my vehicle
    Yellow hood rats like Pikachu
    Hit it from the back got em screaming like
    Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah like Yeezus do
    Bringing rappers from the dead like Jesus do
    Can't call them bone thugs cause they eating dude
    I bust-a-rhyme and flip-mode, speak the flu
    Nigga Ya Ya Ya eat ya crew
    Butter pecan, Puerto Rican, be freakin' and peekin'
    A hood pope get good throat, I'm skeetin' the sheets
    She feelin' my team, I asked her if she feelin' The Weeknd
    Cause a nigga like she give head while you're singin'
    I'mma get the bread while I'm breathin'
    I'm the rookie of the year and you better believe it
    I be barkin' like a Que like im very collegiate!
    Like a pedigree eatin'
    Meetin' up the plug at a QuikTrip
    Young nigga had to make that money back flip
    I'm trappin' with accuracy
    Gold on my toilet like Master P
    Lil' mama, she drunk off a daiquiri
    Shabba Ranks my pinky finger, please
    You mad cause you workin' at Mickey D's
    Young nigga, I'm flexin' like Hercules
    You can take her to the movie and go watch a film
    A$AP Ferg, front me a pelican
    Lean, lean, lean, that's my medicine
    Quavo, old money, Sega Genesis
    Takeoff got ten gold rings, bling, bling, bling
    For tryna take my rings, gun go bang
    Cashed out on the jeweler, ching
    Got 'em feelin' like Martin Luther King, I had a dream
    Actavis, I only sip and begin with a beam by extending my clip
    If I see the police, grab my chips and I dip
    Snapping my fingers, we fillin' arenas I flip up the Hannah Montana in real
    I feel like that Keyshia Ka'oir, that double AK-47's, they aim at your lip
    Versace, Givenchy, this shit is ridiculous
    SHABBA!
    Look, nigga, get it straight, you could never fuck with my clique, boy
    Aww shit, quick, hit you with the drop kick jaw
    Bone break, you can see the way the clock tick, tock, tick
    Funny all these niggas stop, bitch boy
    Bust' Rhymes back up in the cockpit, spit toxic, always givin' niggas hot shit, boy
    Niggas see me shinin' 'til he's sick, sick, sick
    Any bitch really want Islam dick, boy
    So much jewelry, nigga lookin' priceless out here
    A lot of rappin' niggas lookin' lifeless out here
    Kill 'em 'til they say a nigga triflin' out here
    And you can let 'em talk, you know who the nicest out here
    Vroom, vroom, vroom! Bite dust pussy
    Better get low when yu hear de shot buss, pussy
    Every time I come here, know I body niggas fully
    Godfather with it while I murder little rookie
    And I'm bigger than your shorty though her pussy kinda bushy
    Fuckin' on the low, Versace logo on the hoodie
    Airhorn blow, my nigga, bwam bwam bwam
    Let it go, you already know what's really goodie
    Killin' shit like I'm some kind of cancer
    Bag your bitch, now she my private dancer
    I don't understand why niggas feel like they have to ask who the god is
    When you know what's the answer
    Chokehold shit 'til they be callin' me strangler
    Hundred million dollars, safe behind the plasma
    Proper with it, 'til he spread the propaganda
    And when I TEC talk, can we pop your man up
    On my Sha-Shabba Ranks
    On my Sha-Shabba Ranks
    Nigga, gettin' so much money
    It's like I just robbed a bank, nigga
    Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks
    Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks
    Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Rank

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