M1LLIONZ – LAGGA

LAGGA – M1LLIONZ Lyrics Letra:
Intro
In this corona pandemic, I’m in mask and the feds can’t tell me to take it off
If a yout try come on the field, man know how to slide, them man just send him off
My man just score a free kick but me and double H came back with the leveller
Where I’m from, I get love, I get hate, in my city, I’m bait, I can’t go to the reservoir (Ayy, boy-oi)

Chorus
Lagga, Lagga (Baow)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Zoom)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer (Ching)
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (True)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?”
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga (Dididi, baow)
Lagga, Lagga (Skrrt)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Ayy, ayy)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (Boy-oi)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?” (Run it up, Rico)
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga

Verse 1
Why’s my man holding up traffic?
Produce my ting like, “Why is nobody movin’?” (Huh?)
There’s like twelve bells stuffed in this ‘matic
Don’t react fast and you gon’ see a shooting (Grrra)
I don’t even care about cars but I’m in Dubai, so I got the Lambo to cruise in (Neoww)
Insta famous ting in my passy, said she’s a baddie, I told her to prove it (Badders)
Just asked to survive, same time, I see two friends go down simultaneously (Haha)
I just heard somethin’ sound like a shot but nothin’ got knocked, can’t be aiming at me (Dickhead)
I see gyal in my comments so pressed
Saying I’m theirs, it’s crazy to see (Ugh)
Long time, I ain’t trap out no shots
I provide the rucksack, Jamie receives (Whip, whip)
Inclusion and hour detention fi school set me up for a twenty-three bang up (Fresh home)
Hundred racks, that’s old bro, catch up
Same man hating, go halves on tobacco (Brass)
Broski don’t turn to a pack-o
10% cappo, shubeen with the lagga (Woi)
Right now, it’s not lagga, it’s lagger
Grease up the boy-oi so it don’t jam (Skrrt)

Chorus
Lagga, Lagga (Baow)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Zoom)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (True)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?”
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga (Dididi, baow)
Lagga, Lagga (Skrrt)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Ayy, ayy)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (Boy-oi)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?” (Ayy)
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga

Verse 2
Mmm, why so serious? (Huh?)
Bitch, stop trippin’, best suck this dick if you’re on your period (Period)
Have you ever had head on the M-way, bro? It’s a crazy experience (Woo)
Who’s that in the old plate Prius?
Two white men lookin’ all mysterious, I’m curious (Askar)
If I post “Don’t call”, my phone’s on snap
Then I just got bagged or I just had a madness (Pissed)
Can’t stop that shot after I licked it
I might end up cut like the stone’s been tampered
I knew how to mix danga way before “North West” and “Y PREE” got mastered (Whip)
My kitchen ain’t fit for consuming food
Man, it wouldn’t pass the hygiene standard (Haha)
If you come and work half of the weed
Don’t expect the full wage, you get statutory sick pay (Dickhead)
Likkle man gettin’ excited
He’s seen six bills and it ain’t even midday (Baow)
He had Angie waitin’ for hours
She’s phoning my phone like “This is a piss take” (Stressin’)
Where I’m from, everyone’s got a machine (Ayy)
So I’m not bothered when man miss gym day (Skrrt)

Chorus
Lagga, Lagga (Baow)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Zoom)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (True)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?”
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga (Dididi, baow)
Lagga, Lagga (Skrrt)
Did off my hair plait like Spragga
Had to get cut, I was feeling para’ (Ayy, ayy)
Can’t put faith in this reboar jammer
I got more trust in this kitchen stabber (Boy-oi)
The gyaldem say their lingo’s madder
She said “Ayy, where did you get that grammar?”
Lagga, Lagga, Lagga, Lagga

Outro
Boy-oi
Suck your mum, you dickhead
Ten percent
Baow
Lagga
Sexy gyal get dagger

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