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J Hus

Masculine

 

Masculine

(album: Beautiful And Brutal Yard - 2023)


[Intro:]
It wasn't my, my, my, my

[J Hus:]
It wasn't my bredrin that bunned him
They said, "It must've been"
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone
Man can't just start picking
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killing in the disco, DJ play my riddim
Man have a dance right before we wig him

[Burna Boy:]
Why everybody dey ask me, "Where Hustla dey?"
Is he still local or he travel away?
Don't violate, I'll throw this glass in yuh face
Don't make me teach you, no be class, we nuh dey
'Cause toxic acid children, don't know any other way-ay-ay
Toxic acid children, don't know any other way

My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?
Stepped in the place, now they climbing walls
'Cause my brudda's first name is Bala, last name is 'Clava, there for palaver
Science matter, Ojuju Calabar
My face give them uncontrollable bladder
Toxic acid children, don't know any other way

[J Hus:]
It wasn't my bredrin that bunned him
They said, "It must've been"
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone
Man can't just start picking
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killing in the disco, DJ play my riddim (Ayo, ayo, DJ)
Man have a dance right before we wig him

I swear I'm gonna lock of this party
We're taking Rollies, Audemars, Carti's
Who's got the Richard Millie? Slap him silly
You know the hierarchy
Man gotta check in when they come to my city
Bouncer can't search me
Got the bonsam by my willy and that's my Killy
We pull up outside on a mad Kawasaki, no talky-talky
Bun everyone here, we're not too picky
Who's moving iffy? Bun him if he moves
Take off his helmet, that's when he met Hell
That's why niggas don't exhale
Niggas just tryna catch a groove
Take off his chain, real nice and smooth
Take off the rest of his jewels (Jewels)
Let me hold a dollar, you know the rules
Niggas get bun up, when we bang off the, bang off the

It wasn't my bredrin that bunned him
They said, "It must've been"
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone
Man can't just start picking
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killing in the disco, DJ play my riddim
Man have a dance right before we wig him

[Burna Boy:]
My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?
Stepped in the place, now they climbing walls
'Cause my brudda's first name is Bala, last name is 'Clava, there for palaver
Science matter, Ojuju Calabar
My face give them uncontrollable bladder
Toxic acid children, don't know any other way

[Outro:]
It wasn't my
My bredrin
It wasn't my
My bredrin

done

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