Listen to Rude Boy (feat. Jme, Wretch 32 & Tally) [Remix] by Angel

Rude Boy (feat. Jme, Wretch 32 & Tally) [Remix]

Angel

R&B/Soul

12,023 Shazams

Lyrics

So what's the deal? Tropicana kind of sh- you could find in Brazil This shit is real Chilling with the n- and you know they got license to kill So, I need a kilo Got a fiver on me, I'ma buy me some Doritos You ain't got the reload? Oh, you a Pookie n- You just acting like you rico Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough 'Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it off, let it off, let it off, let it off Cah man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner With a Riri on my arm and my armour saying si si Fuckboy, me no talk much, me no tweet tweet Trap, buss your Twitter fingers when you see me If you put a finger on my gang I might take the finger off your hand But leave you right there where you stand Got some young niggas that'll kill you with the dab I grew around the best, they said it's all about the money Anyt'ing a anyt'ing for Mummy I care for my mother, I shed tears for my mother Picking what we gonna wear for the summer That's rare in the gutter, see, I care for me So I care for you like you care for me And I seen how you share with your runner How you tryna keep it 1000 with a oner? Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough 'Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cah man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner Yo, yo, yo, put this on replay Young Gs buy a drink, split it three ways Man'll use their schoolbook for a replay Living life based off what we say When you're spitting on the beat You're spitting on the street, fam, you're selling them a dream I wish man told me when I was a teen Dead food, dead beef, dead cuisine, dead With no charger Tell a man fix up, work harder See him in pharm but he's not a farmer Wanna place blame on no father Man ah man I got canerow, no barber Man ah man I run the radio like Sama Man I run the TV like a drama Mum and Dad are cool now, now a holla Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough 'Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cah man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough 'Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cah man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner
Writer(s): Sirach Charles, Ras Haile Emmanuel Alexander Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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