Bushwalla - Fall Through Gla** lyrics

Chorus: Though i fall through gla** I am higher than ever I'm reaching the sky And i'm holding on Stop pop shake an a** to this Now special edition of a fretboard checklist Living by the funk Coz they said i stunk Who laughs now Oh then she gotta bedunkydunk Surry is a slide With an afro beehive People running hot When doug is alive Music's the master Who rocked the ghetto blaster Chorus Dirty little mother gonna rock it on the floor With a beat like this she couldn't ask for more Got one booty round from a dog pound Comin' back from the task of a touchdown And groovin' i was steaming Now i'm southbound Little risk of my fears of a hill town Like i said i'm just here to lay a verse down Chorus I am always looking for this Something but i'm finding nothing When shall we be released partner Catch this so i get down mother Chorus