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Bukayo Saka lyrics

Performers HeemsLapgan

Bukayo Saka song lyrics by Heems official

Bukayo Saka is a song in English

Hollywood Heems, I live a wild life son
Heemy touch more birds than the wildlife fund
I green light that red light like 1 2 3
I see your moves before you do, like how Sun Tzu see
All you hear is blaka blaka, blaka blaka
Eat the rabbit cooked for 24 hours at Dhamaka
I'm with my Jewish friends Russ and daughters for the Latke
Only right wing I acknowledge is Bukayo Saka
Sprinkle the cumin in my hunan, I'm a goated human
Sliding is how I'm moving, I'm a shoe in
I'm with your boo and, you got boo'd at
I'm like a Saint, when I spit they asking who dat?
So don't say shit, you know you best served being silent
I roll with nihilists and some stylists who get violent
Lamb ragu out in Long Island and we wilding
Got Hindu jewelers on deck for all my diamonds
Gold chains and taco meat like carne asada
Kill a cop and dip to Cuba, I'm an oota like Assata
I'm the Eric Estrada of sonatas in some Prada, whole enchilada
Kill my cousin for the throne like in the mahabharata
Mahabharata, I'm asking where the freaks at
I roll around with 2 glizzy's like I'm Slavo Zizek
I pull up with blades, big ones like the Sikhs had
Your bars week, I peep that and I critique that

Where your mystique at, I eat squab with my mob
I'm at a college in Punjab, the Casanova of the quad
A heartthrob, I'm in my Saab, watching Les Miserables
I'm a kebab snob, you fuck around and get robbed
I got money out the wazoo, that's word to Kaju
Piece together the modules of the verse because I got to
Watch me bag a princess like I'm Dodi Fayed
My co-d's lying, we only riot till it's holy Zion
Get the back room at the restaurant because I'm wholly private
I think I'm the shit, but I admit I'm grossly biased
He use my name for clout, it's on sight for that bozo
I ball like Raefer Alston in the 90s at cardozo
I got belts in every color like I run a dojo
I'm a big dog, you Toto, you only so-so
I put dollars, rupees, and pounds, up in my coffer

Sipping oolong out the cup with the saucer, the best author
Fuck around, I disappear you like Hoffa
Asymmetric plonzhae leather from Stoffa
Suit from campania, third genny artisans
They want that shit that's hard again
They glad I'm making art again
Pull my face card again in Prada for the cardigan

Asafoetida
What's that?
Asafoetida
What is it in Hindi?
Heeng
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