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Shaybo - Anger Lyrics



Shaybo - Anger Lyrics
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I know a lot of looney tunes so warn a brudda
I don't wanna call another
99 problems do you really want another
He say na na na naa

I can never waste time on a FaceTime
With no broke boy and he's fake lying
You a runner you ain't no Nines
You are not that guy urgh
Only roll with the big boys all D boys
With the big toys that make your faces go boom bye bye
Who's that guy Ooh I like
That's my type

I remember one girl said it's beef till I caught her and found her
Bun that I caught her then pound her
When I done that no one chats
'Cause everything run around me tell her call it a round up
I sneeze so much no soul no more
Tell your girl shoo fore her soul hits the floor
F*ck the talking ting I tried before
I don't want blood on my Christian Dior

I will never fight on no camera
Won't go behind bars scrapping her
Real bad gyal, top calibre
I don't pay I jump through the barrier

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard

Spent time with a broke boy took that L
Never again I'm not that girl
Disrespect me I'm going jail
Bitches in Bronzefield know me well
Free it up for a gangster
If he balling like Lampard
Umm ah Cantona
Ooh ah Cantona

When I see the p I be waiting in the queue
To get the next letter like R that's true
But it don't matter
Cause anybody catting for Shaybo
I just nickname bocatter
Eat it up on a gold platter
Oh papa f*ck your ex she don't matter
Get over her it's over now
Lovedrunk sober up

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
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I know a lot of looney tunes so warn a brudda
I don't wanna call another
99 problems do you really want another
He say na na na naa

I can never waste time on a FaceTime
With no broke boy and he's fake lying
You a runner you ain't no Nines
You are not that guy urgh
Only roll with the big boys all D boys
With the big toys that make your faces go boom bye bye
Who's that guy Ooh I like
That's my type

I remember one girl said it's beef till I caught her and found her
Bun that I caught her then pound her
When I done that no one chats
'Cause everything run around me tell her call it a round up
I sneeze so much no soul no more
Tell your girl shoo fore her soul hits the floor
F*ck the talking ting I tried before
I don't want blood on my Christian Dior

I will never fight on no camera
Won't go behind bars scrapping her
Real bad gyal, top calibre
I don't pay I jump through the barrier

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard

Spent time with a broke boy took that L
Never again I'm not that girl
Disrespect me I'm going jail
Bitches in Bronzefield know me well
Free it up for a gangster
If he balling like Lampard
Umm ah Cantona
Ooh ah Cantona

When I see the p I be waiting in the queue
To get the next letter like R that's true
But it don't matter
Cause anybody catting for Shaybo
I just nickname bocatter
Eat it up on a gold platter
Oh papa f*ck your ex she don't matter
Get over her it's over now
Lovedrunk sober up

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard

I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
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Writer: Laura Adegbite, Rennel Walker-Arthur
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Shaybo
Length: 2:00
Written by: Laura Adegbite, Rennel Walker-Arthur

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