CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Duppy Tournament*

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I see your soul, I'm takin’ it
Your forehead, I'm baking it
Your whole block, I'm shaking it
That whole strip, I’m taping it
I heard you there just talking sh*t
I talk sh*t, but I'm walking it
Anywhere I go, I walk with it
Man have a duppy tournament
New bonsam, I ordered it
The old bonsam, I'm bored of it
Man step out start callin' sh*t
He won't have no time to think
He won't have no time to blink
Them man there don't wanna' link
BCM, I got it in ink
Blood on my hands, I’ll wash in the sink
I like that gyal ’cause she's from kink
Why she look so pretty in pink?