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Shakka

Say Nada

 

Say Nada

(album: The Lost Boys - 2015)


You know them ones
You know them days
You want things to fall in place
While keeping up with this pace
You're tryna keep a smile on that face
So you're raving on the weekday
Off that street and into this rave
Fam, it's mad, it's mad

Tell the DJ pull a banger out the bag, out the bag
Ladies dancing on you like you're on your stag, on your stag
Please, somebody get this man a cab
He's licked like blam!

My ex left saying she ain't got the time, yo
I double take and pray the e-mail was a typo
I call my mate and now we're in the same life boat
The same day, his was cheating with a shite bloke
Come on now, it's kind of peak
Nice guys should keep all of their receipts
I don't need a shoulder, I'm just looking for a freak
With dirty jokes and a love for tasty meat
Dutty wingmen, to the party we go
Wray and all his nephews repping sweet talks
Shakka Khan, meet my Portuguese friend, won't you please
She makes dirty jokes and she loves the way you speak

Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak
Someone who likes tasty meat
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak
I hope she likes tasty meat
Say Nada

Alley-oop
She's on my brain, five shots is all it took
Mandem make excuses when their line gets a shutdown
I keep it sweet, never really liked my grapes sour (bloodfire)
Whose hands round me?
I can smell the Wray, she's as waved as me
Motions of her wave says she knows how to hula
Gun fingers, spitting all the words to "Money Trees"
Shout-out all the wingmen in the party I know
Wray and all his nephews repping sweet talks
Shakka go be my friend's best friend from Belize
She loves TDE, favourite song's "Collard Greens"

Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak, yey yey
Someone who likes tasty meat
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak, yey yey
I hope she likes tasty meat
Say Nada

Jme
You want a selfie?
Blud I'm raving, please
Am I gonna touch mic?
You'll have to wait and see
And if I do, mosh pit blatantly

Shakka's at the bar
Waved off rave, it's peak
I ain't got my car so I have to pa fifty
To this Uber to get away quickly
Pass the AUX lead and
Let me play this beat

One day I'll make a million (one day I'll make a million)
I'll buy a four-finger ring (buy a four-finger ring)
And she will be a buff-ting (certified buff-ting)
And every night we're going in (every night we're going ham fam) oh ah
One day I'll make a million (one day I'll make a million)
I'll get that four-finger ring (buy a four-finger ring)
I'll be hustling until then (hustling until then)
If she still wants to go in

Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak
Someone who likes tasty meat
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
Na na na na na na
Say Nada
I'm just looking for a freak
I hope she likes meat

Oh oh
Na na na na na na
Oh oh
Na na na na na na
Oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

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