2024
3:06
Official Music Video
Grown Folk Music by Young T & Bugsey
Lyrics & Translation
English
Queen lookin' Mike Wazowski
You don't push P til this price, allow me
Rollin' hashish but I'm out in Saudi
I don't mind beef but this beef baloney
Heed that advice, she's stallin'
I don't really need to be nice or all in
You don't really know there's a price to rollin'
Whoever crack first, only God can judge him
Freemasons on me
If she was the one when she hit the chromey
Carti' on mine but her wrist a Roley
Like Amazon Prime half twelve she rollin'
Dark skin, sun kissed babe she golden
You can have Beyoncé, I'm more of a Rowland
Imma spot that bum bae out in Poland
Like my nigga Blxst said, listen "Girl, you chosen"
Keep whinin' that waist for me
How deh like that, make you feel like that
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's a smooth soft cat, why don't you peel right back
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And she dresses how she want, but l like her in a thong
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's some cute pretty toes and she wear it to the door
Notice, the money make 'em notice (Freak game)
She get to me, I love this
I'm lookin' in her eyes, gotta fold in (I see it girl, see it)
This is grown folk music
Don't hide the beauty don't abuse it (Let it be seen)
You carry E, don't lose it (Keep it close)
I _[?]_ let infuse 'em
Let me take you through the seasons
Fly _[?]_ it's not a weekend
Really jigga to the bone it's not pretence
Put a doner on your collar 'cause I'm eatin'
And I know she real real _[?]_
I'm the trouble on a jet, join the mile high club
Dinner with a genuine stud
Ain't a fool and the money can't buy me love
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's a smooth soft cat, why don't you peel right back
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And she dresses how she want, but l like her in a thong
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's some cute pretty toes and she wear it to the door
Keep whinin' that waist for me
I get, I'm wid it, I'm in it, I'm sweatin'
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Hmmm hmmm
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Whinin', she whinin', whinin
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Naija girl, for my naija girl
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And your girls, imma spin your girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Dancehall girls, you my dancehall girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
You're my naija girl, you're my naija girl
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Uptown girls, you're my uptown girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Grown Folk Music by Young T & Bugsey
Grown Folk Music* (original Young T & Bugsey)
Queen lookin' Mike Wazowski
You don't push P til this price, allow me
Rollin' hashish but I'm out in Saudi
I don't mind beef but this beef baloney
Heed that advice, she's stallin'
I don't really need to be nice or all in
You don't really know there's a price to rollin'
Whoever crack first, only God can judge him
Freemasons on me
If she was the one when she hit the chromey
Carti' on mine but her wrist a Roley
Like Amazon Prime half twelve she rollin'
Dark skin, sun kissed babe she golden
You can have Beyoncé, I'm more of a Rowland
Imma spot that bum bae out in Poland
Like my nigga Blxst said, listen "Girl, you chosen"
Keep whinin' that waist for me
How deh like that, make you feel like that
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's a smooth soft cat, why don't you peel right back
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And she dresses how she want, but l like her in a thong
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's some cute pretty toes and she wear it to the door
Notice, the money make 'em notice (Freak game)
She get to me, I love this
I'm lookin' in her eyes, gotta fold in (I see it girl, see it)
This is grown folk music
Don't hide the beauty don't abuse it (Let it be seen)
You carry E, don't lose it (Keep it close)
I _[?]_ let infuse 'em
Let me take you through the seasons
Fly _[?]_ it's not a weekend
Really jigga to the bone it's not pretence
Put a doner on your collar 'cause I'm eatin'
And I know she real real _[?]_
I'm the trouble on a jet, join the mile high club
Dinner with a genuine stud
Ain't a fool and the money can't buy me love
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's a smooth soft cat, why don't you peel right back
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And she dresses how she want, but l like her in a thong
Keep whinin' that waist for me
That's some cute pretty toes and she wear it to the door
Keep whinin' that waist for me
I get, I'm wid it, I'm in it, I'm sweatin'
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Hmmm hmmm
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Whinin', she whinin', whinin
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Naija girl, for my naija girl
Keep whinin' that waist for me
And your girls, imma spin your girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Dancehall girls, you my dancehall girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
You're my naija girl, you're my naija girl
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Uptown girls, you're my uptown girls
Keep whinin' that waist for me
Grown Folk Music (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Reina con pinta de Mike Wazowski
No empujas P hasta este precio, permíteme
Fumando hachís pero estoy en Arabia Saudita
No me importa el conflicto, pero este conflicto es una tontería
Presta atención a ese consejo, ella está demorando
Realmente no necesito ser amable o involucrarme del todo
Realmente no sabes que hay un precio por rodar
Quien se quiebre primero, solo Dios puede juzgarlo
Masones sobre mí
Si ella era la indicada cuando se puso el cromo
Carti' en la mía pero su muñeca un Roley
Como Amazon Prime, a las doce y media ella está rodando
Piel oscura, besada por el sol, nena, ella es dorada
Puedes tener a Beyoncé, yo soy más de una Rowland
Voy a ver a esa chica en Polonia
Como dijo mi negro Blxst, escucha "Chica, tú eres la elegida"
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Cómo les gusta eso, te hace sentir así
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Esa es una gata suave y lisa, ¿por qué no te abres?
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Y ella se viste como quiere, pero me gusta con tanga
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Esos son unos dedos de los pies lindos y bonitos y ella los usa hasta la puerta
Fíjate, el dinero los hace notar (Juego de locura)
Ella me llega, me encanta esto
La miro a los ojos, tengo que ceder (Lo veo chica, lo veo)
Esto es música para adultos
No escondas la belleza, no la abuses (Que se vea)
Llevas E, no lo pierdas (Mantenlo cerca)
Yo _[?]_ déjalos infundir
Déjame llevarte a través de las estaciones
Vuela _[?]_ no es un fin de semana
Realmente jigga hasta los huesos, no es pretensión
Ponte un doner en el cuello porque estoy comiendo
Y sé que ella es muy muy _[?]_
Soy el problema en un jet, únete al club de la milla de altura
Cena con un semental genuino
No soy un tonto y el dinero no puede comprarme amor
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Esa es una gata suave y lisa, ¿por qué no te abres?
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Y ella se viste como quiere, pero me gusta con tanga
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Esos son unos dedos de los pies lindos y bonitos y ella los usa hasta la puerta
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Entiendo, estoy con eso, estoy en eso, estoy sudando
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Hmmm hmmm
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Meneando, ella meneando, meneando
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Chica Naija, para mi chica Naija
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Y tus chicas, voy a hacer girar a tus chicas
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Chicas de dancehall, ustedes son mis chicas de dancehall
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Eres mi chica Naija, eres mi chica Naija
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
Chicas de Uptown, ustedes son mis chicas de Uptown
Sigue meneando esa cintura para mí
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