CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Paki On A Come Up
I'm a Paki on a come up
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
My youngun's sitting on the stick like a pogo
We ain't talking to the pigs, that's a no-no
I was in the trap, up and down like a yo-yo
All my life like K-Ci & JoJo
In the trap, up and down like a seesaw
Made a couple stacks, I'm just tryna see more
I'm in the brothel with a cheap slore
She wants half but I'm tryna keep more
You know we bang the Glocks and we slang the rocks
We pump crack from London to Alum Rock
From Whalley Rangе down to Longsight
My bruddas in Moss Side got the scope with thе long sight
My Pakis in O.T., we're hitting up O.T
And we've got the laser, call me Obi Wan Kenobi
Frenzy the farmer, raami dalla
F**k the ends fam, I do this for the mahalla
I'm a Paki on a come up
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
They claim "How you claim to be an ese?"
I told 'em "I was jumped up in the trese"
Over here we call the hammers 'cuete'
He's pushing the lotes, that's my jete
Make way for the Khalistan goon
Hazara, Mughal and PK Pashtun
You don't really wanna be in the same room
Because something might go off and it's something like boom
Running off is your platoon
Peshwari cold and we do this to the dhoom
Star and the moon until we see the hoon
This is my pa**ion, call that sh*t 'Junoon'
Little homie on a trap, taking big orders
Choppa style, straight from the border
I'm Pathan so you know I've got dil kora
The haters hate but the b*t*h sucking my lohra
I'm a Paki on a come up
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
My youngun's sitting on the stick like a pogo
We ain't talking to the pigs, that's a no-no
I was in the trap, up and down like a yo-yo
All my life like K-Ci & JoJo
In the trap, up and down like a seesaw
Made a couple stacks, I'm just tryna see more
I'm in the brothel with a cheap slore
She wants half but I'm tryna keep more
You know we bang the Glocks and we slang the rocks
We pump crack from London to Alum Rock
From Whalley Rangе down to Longsight
My bruddas in Moss Side got the scope with thе long sight
My Pakis in O.T., we're hitting up O.T
And we've got the laser, call me Obi Wan Kenobi
Frenzy the farmer, raami dalla
F**k the ends fam, I do this for the mahalla
I'm a Paki on a come up
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
They claim "How you claim to be an ese?"
I told 'em "I was jumped up in the trese"
Over here we call the hammers 'cuete'
He's pushing the lotes, that's my jete
Make way for the Khalistan goon
Hazara, Mughal and PK Pashtun
You don't really wanna be in the same room
Because something might go off and it's something like boom
Running off is your platoon
Peshwari cold and we do this to the dhoom
Star and the moon until we see the hoon
This is my pa**ion, call that sh*t 'Junoon'
Little homie on a trap, taking big orders
Choppa style, straight from the border
I'm Pathan so you know I've got dil kora
The haters hate but the b*t*h sucking my lohra
I'm a Paki on a come up
If I rise my gun up then that pu**y's getting bun up
That kutti's useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from London city, it's been raining all summer
I'm a Pathan on a come up
If I rise my gun up, that pu**y's getting bun up
This girl useless, she couldn't get my lunn up
I'm from L.A. city, stays hot all summer
