Correction Lyrics Ya Joking Right? by GRM Daily

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(ME13)
(Scratch made it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bine
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right?
Bine, bine, you're jokin', right?
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin'
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
(Scratch mixed it)
Ah, Yo, grrt, yeah

Yo-yo-yo lil' miss, are you jokin'?
Tell me you're jokin', it's me you're provokin' (Bine, bine)
You wanna be-you wanna be Jayda Wayda
Well, lil' baby, it's me, I'm your token
She dribble on balls, no coachin' (Hmm)
Water fight, only time that they soaked him (Bine, bine)
Grip on her neck, commence with the chokin' (Ehehe)
Then she follow my motion (Jokin', right?)

Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Old-old days, bro-bro stepped with a woosh
You'll get rocked like Chris did (Grrt, bine, bine)
These-these days, he just step his fist
You'll-you'll get boxed like the day after Christmas (Bine, bine)
Guara-guranteed that's not on your wish list
Tell-tell-tell Santa's reindeer, "Spin this" (Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, ehehe)
'Cause I gotta be present to f**k up the Shindig
I have to laugh, are you kiddin' me? (Ha)
D-D-D-F-K-M, you're killin' me
Tryna-tryna give her three rounds like a trilogy
Ah, mek her say "Oh, Lord" like the Trinity (Mhm)
Out-outside not a wife in vicinity
Bro send a text then tek gyal virginity (Bine, bine, bine, bine)
I'm jokin', don't take that literally (Jokin', right?)

Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Bro-bro called a brownin' Stratford, I said, "What's that?"
He said, "Bro, she's too bait" (Aww, man)
How you rude and dead
You thought you ate
If you're a new plate then it's too late (Jokin', right?)
Tryna be in the hills like Lauryn, not Dushane
Must be new hair like toupée (Yeah, yeah)
Me and Ray like Scofield and Sucre (Yeah, yeah)
Old days, had it sing like Bublé (Grrt, bine)
I can't tell if she's playin', not good with subliminals 'til we get physical, literal (Yeah)
No verbal shots, he hit 'em all (What?)
Talkin', better keep it minimal
Bae-bae thinks she's touchin' Carni'
LOL, bizzali, you're not, wallahi (You're jokin', right?)
I'm Yardie, got G's that are 'Mali
You'll get-you'll get plugged by my chargie
I wrote this-I wrote this in Ramadan, Iftar
Hakkasan, used to by socks from Matalan (Wait)
Arkham, get sliced by a batarang (Aww, man)
It can't be bro that you're badder than
Bad one, alley-oop her to broski
Jeet first night, never said that he knows to me (Mm-mm)
Emoji smilin' or send a trophy to the bad one, I'm involved G (You're jokin', right?)

Ayy, are you listenin'?
Ayy, listen, real sh*t, real sh*t
Them man are jokers, bro, mothers life, Rae Dubz said it, duh
S-V-O, to blow, it's settled, get it?
Are you listenin'? (Grrt, bine, bione)
You're jokin', right?
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Grrt, bine)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Bine)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
Yeah, yeah, you're jokin', right? (Yeah, yeah)
Ah, you're jokin', right? (Right)
I can't tell if you're jokin', jokin' (Grrt, bine)

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