Breaking order like a leader now folla
Poppin' a collar, yea hustle a dollar
You can't touch us like MC Hammer
Eat my mum's string hoppers, jump in the chopper
Yea, chop up a mango with salt and pepper
Holla, holla, holla, true scholar with a honour
And I'm here to shine the light on the matter
At the border I see the patroller
Cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller
Cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Bola a bola got a friend called Booma
And he looks like Obama when we burner
Turtleneck and bomber
It's a Bamboo Banga
And you know I'm comin' back with power
Yea '64 Impala, Hummer or Toyota
When I drive in I'm a winner
Whatever I'mma rap got fuel in the burner
Off the grid, staying off the radar
At the border I see the patroller
Cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller
Cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Yeah shudda a shudda, yeah shoot a computer
Pour yourself a shot of tequila
Time for a banger, throw up your middle finger
I'm a writer competition we gon' murder
I'm a fighter and a lover like winter and summer
I ain't really looking for no drama
At the border I see the patroller
Cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
They call me a ruler, trendsetter, makin' life real better Breaking order like a leader now folla Poppin' a collar, yea hustle a dollar You can't touch us like MC Hammer Eat my mum's string hoppers, jump in the chopper Yea, chop up a mango with salt and pepper Holla, holla, holla, true scholar with a honour And I'm here to shine the light on the matter At the border I see the patroller Cruising past in their car Creeping in my socks and slipper Mexicans say "hola!" At the border I see the patroller Cruising past in their car Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!" Bola a bola got a friend called Booma And he looks like Obama when we burner Turtleneck and bomber It's a Bamboo Banga And you know I'm comin' back with power Yea '64 Impala, Hummer or Toyota When I drive in I'm a winner Whatever I'mma rap got fuel in the burner Off the grid, staying off the radar At the border I see the patroller Cruising past in their car Creeping in my socks and slipper Mexicans say "hola!" At the border I see the patroller Cruising past in their car Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!" Yeah shudda a shudda, yeah shoot a computer Pour yourself a shot of tequila Time for a banger, throw up your middle finger I'm a writer competition we gon' murder I'm a fighter and a lover like winter and summer I ain't really looking for no drama At the border I see the patroller Cruising past in their car Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!" Explain Request ×
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