Album Cover Masculine (feat. Burna Boy)

Masculine (feat. Burna Boy)

J HUS

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It was my, my, my, my

It was my bredrin that bunned him

They said, "It must′ve been"

Man stand tall, man masculine

Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting

Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone

Man can't just start pickin′

See, I love to play the villain

I like to make a killin' in the disco

DJ play my riddim

Man have a dance right before we wig him

Why everybody dey askin', "Where Hus una been?"

Is his ting local or he drivin′ away?

Don′t violate, I'll throw this glass in yuh face

Know me for teacher, no be class, we nuh there

′Cause toxic acid children, don't know any other way

Toxic acid children, don′t know any other way

My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?

Stepped in the place, now they climbin' walls

′Cause my brudda's first name is Bala

Last name is 'Clava, there for palaver

Science matter, Ojuju Calabar

My face give them uncontrollable bladder

Toxic acid children, don′t know any other way

It was my bredrin that bunned him

They said, "It must′ve been"

Man stand tall, man masculine

Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting

Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone

Man can't just start pickin′

See, I love to play the villain

I like to make a killin' in the disco

DJ play my riddim

Man have a dance right before we wig him

I swear I′m gonna lock of this party

We're takin′ off early [?] and mans car keys

Who's got the Richard Millie, slap him silly

You know that I arrive, okay

Man gotta check 'em when they come to my city

Bouncer can′t search me

Got the bonsam by my willy and that′s my Killy

We pull up outside, in a mad Kawasaki, no taki'taki

Bun everyone here, we′re not too picky

Who's movin′ iffy? Bun him if he moves

Take off his helmet, that's when he met Hell

That′s why niggas don't exhale

Niggas just tryna catch a groove

Take off his chain, real nice and smooth

Take off the rest of his jewels

Let 'em hold dollar, you know the rules

Niggas get bun up, when we bang up, bang up

It was my bredrin that bunned him

They said, "It must′ve been"

Man stand tall, man masculine

Anywhere he goes, he wanna blast the ting

Blast that bastard pikin, bun everyone

Man can′t just start pickin'

See, I love to play the villain

I like to make a killin′ in the disco

DJ play my riddim

Man have a dance right before we wig him

My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?

Stepped in the place, now they climbin' walls

′Cause my brudda's first name is Bala

Last name is ′Clava, there for palaver

Science matter, Ojuju Calabar

My face give them uncontrollable bladder

Toxic acid children, don't know any other way