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Angel - Rude Boy - Remix lyrics

Artist: Angel

album: Rude Boy (Remix)


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

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