Sabali - Grammys remix lyrics

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Sabali - Grammys remix lyrics

Intro {Sabali}: Yea, yea, sabali Verse one {Sabali}: I'm the man like Tarzan need a hundred bands for an avalanche, roger fans that's on demand you're half the man when they uncle sam, pop a xan, cop a gram and get high on that peter pan. Work till i dont even see a tag if i'm king tut i got season pa** i hope it's not a problem. I say i'm the greatest, all i hear is problems this sh** hear the latest yea, taking shots of the youth fountain i be living dangerous yea, when i cop that new apartment i be living spacious, flow hot wasabi (yea) flow pop like Kawasaki (yea, yea) i been having that nick cannon they wildin' out when i tantrum. They whining house now they phantom, what you crying bout ain't happen, cause times about what dimes about so call the green for this pa**ion i wanna know, yea, lately i'm outta my mind yea i'm outta control, yea, she take a sip of the whine and get down to expose, yea, cop me a piece of that ice now my diamond on froze (yea, yea, yea, yea, yea) ain't say sh**, but i know you ain't listening no trick, and i know you ain't listen to a old head, but i know you gone listen to a new head, but go with head if you go with head and use your head if you use your head a hand stand, stand, stand down got heat for fanny so man down Verse two {Sabali}: Y'all didn't listen to me. I said i got heat for a fanny Hook {Sabali}: I got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fan, i'm turning up, xanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i'm turning up, xanny. I got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i got heat for a fanny, i'm turning up, xanny Verse 2 {Sabali}: I'm turning up no xanax dont pop pills i pop tracks you know things i do things, i do things it's true thanks, diamond & diamond, diamond & diamond, my necks injured this hot dinner i'm born sinner my roles skinner i hold pitchers you old bitter, my wrist, wrist is sick sh** got cheques checked on check list no craigslist my necklace is gold sh** got your b**h, slow kid no focus yea they wanna see me but i'm john no scene, scene, that lean, lean, is dreamy. Hold up then roll up (get), i roll up, i roll up, i roll up the doja (get god), the world is almost over, but we ain't gone stop till the turnup is (get get) over. I hope you ain't sober, i hope how you feel is the real not controlla (get god), i got me a bottle of corona, corona, corona, (i'm turning up, xanny) Hook {Sabali}: I got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i got heat for a fanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i'm turning up, xanny, i got heat for a fanny, i'm turning up, xanny Outro {Sabali}: I'm turning up xanny

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