I’ma tell ya one time never say that sh#t again
The only thing you’ll see me repeating is a win
Straight drop cream crop then I chop it up slow
Then I hop in a Camero Iroc and I roll
Whoa nelly I need food for my belly
A couple chickens and some couscous at the telly
We never have to tell em where the dope is we the loudest
Don’t hop up in the ring unless you bout it
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Goin up coming down
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up
Six gang sh#t if it’s not you can kick rocks
You tough on nothin but the nеt like a trick shot
Man it’s not so good to be ducking me okiе doke
Toon give me blessings I hit you with holy smoke
Through the fog I ain’t ever missed
Evaporate the drip and leave you standing on the corner pissed
That’s what you get when you’re talking with a death wish
We left him at the entrance with an exit
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Goin up coming down
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up coming down
Goin up
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Jibba the Gent & Rico James Lyrics – Circular