Frenzo Harami (Raami)
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They tried to ban a burka
They couldn’t ban a hoodie
We still out here screaming "Teri pehn di puddi!"
Call me Joe Daki
I keep them hoes happy
Them man are so sappy
Flows so crappy
It’s the dubba squad
We get the dubba gone
Tell me akh, where'd you get your dubba from
Told him tick a whole wack cause the adhas long
We the chaabian boyz fam, the panga's long
Cause if my boy brings the waps that’s your anda gone
I’d rather slap a Paki up and tell him banda ban
Let me tell you a kahaani
I was in the party
With my little karli
Sniffing off a car key
Now I’m in the hotel smoking marijuana
The grub just land so we’re breaking down the khana
Just hit a dot now we got another dana
This is real life I ain’t singing you a gaana
Fuck with my P's then that boy he’s a goner
I’m a pimp and my boy he’s a farmer
I’m a Paki and my boy he’s from Ghana
I got the light, my boy's got something darker
Skinny Paki with a fat belly
I’m mashing p straight off a fat jezzy
I just blew 100 bags and didn’t stack any
So I called Trapz "Brudda get the packs ready"
Cah it’s Frenzy, ladies man Hugh Hef
I just stacked 100 bags off of Durex
She just fucked 100 man she’s like who’s next
I’m like 100 missed calls bitch send 2 texts
I ain’t in the bando I’m in the duplex
With 2 skets I didn’t even do yet
Frenzy the farmer you can call me iceberg
Young ting squirting you’d think that her pipe burst
Had them white birds on the side curbs
Looking for a dirty Paki or a white nerd
On the roads with my ho and a bag of 'doms
We were out all night like vagabonds
But we mashed the queen
Yeah the stack was mean
I had a white girl I used to call a cash machine
I got 20 white girls and they all trap for me
They all in the flats laying on their back for P
So I can burn this bridge
I’m still turning tricks
And if I’m turning bricks
Then a third is mix
Yeah, hoes working
I sniffed two eighths now my bloody nose hurting
And you know we on the roads lurking
Yo, closed curtains