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Manolo
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kim Giani
Kim Giani
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kim Giani
Kim Giani
Composer

Lyrics

Yessir Gawvi, get 'em Why we do it? Why we do it? I do it for the turn-up (gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking bout no burner Flip a page I'll explode it Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in manolo Trying to tell them boys I never leave da crib alone 'Cause I keep one in my car and I got two at home They diff'rent kinds but they do the same thing Double-edged double-barrel (bang bang), yessuh I'm out here facin' dragons, I ain't out my mind (bang bang) They comin' for my soul so it's 'bout that time (bay bay) Them lies they trying to kill me if you don't believe me I don't care, I don't care I can't take it easy I'm flippin' the page I'm drinking half of your clip in the gauge And the heat in the stage Hit you with truth he's hit every phrase He cut me deep I'm divin' in, divin' in When I ride I got to (fly fly) come alive again Come alive again Come alive again (that's right) Come, come alive again (you know we got it) Come alive again, uh huh (Come alive again), Manolo mayne I do it for the turn-up Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking bout no burner Flip a page I'll explode it Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo Manolo, Manolo? I'm out here going postal My partners think I lost it, my momma think I'm loco I keep my shooter close tho You know it's fully automatic Shoot you straight, man that trigga'll do you plenty damage I got enemies I can't see'em all but they lurkin' (lurkin') I flip that page on 'em my trigga finga stay workin (pop pop pop) I got plenty ammo got old and new they both testify, my Lord And ain't nobody playin with you, gone mess around, but come testify And I ain't gotta say no more I'mma gonna kick kick bang and the thing gone blow Dead letters like a red dot on yo door (yep yep yep yep yep) All y'all gone with a dash on the backseat That's me with a cut full o black ink I'mma hit y'all with it till I split yall widdit (man down man down) Had a bad week, bad week Man down (man down) (man down, had a bad week) I do it for the turn-up Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking bout no burner Flip a page I'll explode it Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo I be? By my dummy Sometimes it ain't even funny Them lies are sick and them poors And wider a truth that is sweeter than honey And we know that He got us He is with us can't block 'cause hes block us ? His word is my weapon? I do it for the turn-up Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking bout no burner Flip a page I'll explode it Got a cabin in Manolo
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