Correction Paroles One Man Soldier par Jaykae

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God damn
You can be a top boy, I'm a top man
Trust me, I got weight and it's not grams
My bredrin had less and he got slammed
Had a man stressed like, "Ah, goddamn"
Can't ever try re-write God's plan
She sucked me off, she put it on cam
Now It's out there on her OnlyFans
I'm a one man soldier, I am not gang
I roll on my own blood, I am not prang
You're not Goku, you're more Gok Wan
Half Asian this not tan
Don't roll with a shank, bruv, we throw hands
When I go raving, we blow grands
Strap in the pouch so he won't dance
Love class A's, that's a real romance
If you think I'ma wife that, please, no chance
I don't do bants
Can't be a big man letting off blanks
Taught my son 'bout guardin' his stance
Protect my daughter from all these tramps
Mans gotta do that shit in advance
Don't help them if they don't say thanks
Pound for pound mans top of the ranks
One man soldier and they need tanks
I'm one-forty champ like Josh Taylor
Might have a chain and you got paper
'Round me they feel a lot safer
Don't run, I'll make my dog chase ya
Man stay fresh, but I'm not raider
I'm invasion, I will invade ya
Back then, life was a lot greater
Recently brumtown lost Major
Salute, spark my zoot
Wanna be me, but they can't, my yout
One man soldier, they aren't my troops
Solo thing, never roll in groups
Fuck my enemies like there's ten of me
I've got energy, they need scoops
Bigger the ho, the bigger the hoops
And next day I take her boots, no excuse
Yeah, weed blazer
See me uptown in a tweed blazer
Had a bait face from a teenager
Mans done with playing the peacemaker
Girls got me on their screen saver
Independent, never been major
Always got somebody banging my line
I'm busy right now, call me later
Yeah, gonna put a 'ole in a man, no Solskjær
Better tap in like Sheringham
.22 like Bellingham, blues, not Everton
Same way man still get it in
Yeah, it could be Winson Green or Featherstone
Same way man still settle in
Talk shit, but now your back-pedalling
Blood when I jump on the beats, I just bury 'em
Send geezas straight through your windows
Don't want drama, best you don't bring us
I used to wrap weed in clingers
Anything you want, I got that, just ring us
Make less noise on electric bikes
Sur-ron all day over a dingers
See me, I know real life ninjas
Straight ten-tens, I don't deal with mingers

Behave yourself, man

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