Zaytoven - Rattans lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, run it dey boy Ahhh Yo [Verse 1: Yung Rudd] Versace, Versace I cannot afford but I will, do you copy... Like cheating on tests? I'mma just k** this rap sh** dude, you watch me Haters just hope that I'm not rolling Benz while you still in jalopies Cause then your girlfriends will be all on my balls, like boxers or jockies Trini The country that I rep Trini Love it 'til my d**h Trini The girl I'm loving is Trini But not by birth by parentage Least she f**s with her heritage Double entendre "Just k** beats right through" - my mantra Lyrically shoot sh** up like Contra Smoking on poop? I'll sponsor sh** to make you say, "Whoo! Dai ganja!" Smoke like rastas Never do coke nor speed like Sandra... Bullock. You're full of sh** Hating? Then you are a buller, it's Not meant in the h*mophobic way Just means you're a b**h when I call you gay f** it though, only got time for the hot rhymes And sometimes the sublime bud I'mma roll up My sh** is nice b**h, like my gyal and my rhymes is So sick that it might itch or make you want to throw up Small fries have to grow up Wedged in a life where you have to buy po' stuff Shonuff, you follow me? You'll blow up Like a doll for a virgin, so much cash you're gonna be splurging Haters pockets and feelings hurting, their heads gonna hang down like curtains Swag...Swag Took a pause for a cause Cooked in the middle of the song like a boss Woo! Swag! Like Lil Boss Then a new flow, I flipped - coin toss Want to be rich forever like Ross [Hook: Yung Rudd] Versace (x6) I buy my versace In Rattans (10) [Outro] Yo I just k**ed that sh**, dan 2 Much Vybz XE SRP yuh large 1KB Yo