CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : East (Jamaican Remix)
(Verse 1)
Burracks are on my weed just like I'm Bob Marley
I got bandss in the back of the van just like Bob Marley
Bling green fling red and blue like a ball of hooka
Jeff and a Jamaica but my friend not Jamaican
Yeaa my money taller then a banana and the laker
Got a 1 dollar man yea he was a Jamaican
Bling bling kiss get popped like I'm GuapDaddy (We love GuapDaddy)
I just lost some bands. 40,000 on my daddy
Sometimes things get tricky. Lost it a mother's hooka
(Hook 1)
Everybody, Murder Suuka. Murder Suuka. Got glee just like I murder fuuka. Geeked geeked like I murdered Fuuka. Geek Geek glee likе I murdered Fuuka. Murder Suuka. Murdеr Suuka. Yea my Band wet just like a murdered Suuka
(Verse 2)
I got bands in the back back. Looking like a backpack. Oh you gots some green on my green just like I'm MatPat. I got all my green then I put it on a Flapjack. Thats whole lotta red on my blood like its chap chapped
(Hook 2)
Yea. Yay Jamaica! This one for Jamaica!
(Verse 3)
Merlyn body. Talking all that smack. I'm gon Jamac-ya. Imma make it like I'm dancing like a mocker. This the silence of my docters and I put that on my Uckaas. Yea Yea Yea. This the bands that you talking to. Got the strap that suck up, make a sicker mock a wooka
(Refrain)
Dont worry about a thing. Cuz' every little thing, is gon be Jamaican
Baracka. Baracka. And the congas, and the Snare Drums
Burracks are on my weed just like I'm Bob Marley
I got bandss in the back of the van just like Bob Marley
Bling green fling red and blue like a ball of hooka
Jeff and a Jamaica but my friend not Jamaican
Yeaa my money taller then a banana and the laker
Got a 1 dollar man yea he was a Jamaican
Bling bling kiss get popped like I'm GuapDaddy (We love GuapDaddy)
I just lost some bands. 40,000 on my daddy
Sometimes things get tricky. Lost it a mother's hooka
(Hook 1)
Everybody, Murder Suuka. Murder Suuka. Got glee just like I murder fuuka. Geeked geeked like I murdered Fuuka. Geek Geek glee likе I murdered Fuuka. Murder Suuka. Murdеr Suuka. Yea my Band wet just like a murdered Suuka
(Verse 2)
I got bands in the back back. Looking like a backpack. Oh you gots some green on my green just like I'm MatPat. I got all my green then I put it on a Flapjack. Thats whole lotta red on my blood like its chap chapped
(Hook 2)
Yea. Yay Jamaica! This one for Jamaica!
(Verse 3)
Merlyn body. Talking all that smack. I'm gon Jamac-ya. Imma make it like I'm dancing like a mocker. This the silence of my docters and I put that on my Uckaas. Yea Yea Yea. This the bands that you talking to. Got the strap that suck up, make a sicker mock a wooka
(Refrain)
Dont worry about a thing. Cuz' every little thing, is gon be Jamaican
Baracka. Baracka. And the congas, and the Snare Drums
