Na Manu Lyrics – Deandra Rapscallion
Singer: Deandra Rapscallion
Title: Na Manu
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Bring the puncheon, wey the white oak?
Alongside Navisha and we here with my boy Bounty
And we come with a hot one for allyuh right now
Lemme see you just eh eh eh eh
Gih dem, gih dem, gih dem
I wa yuh wine to the ground and push it back
I wa yuh wine to the ground and push it back
I wa yuh wine to the ground but doh stick down dey
Na manu, na manu, na manu
Na manu, na manu, na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
Na manu, na manu, na manu
Na manu, na manu, na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
See the man wa gih yuh the wuk
Doh give him the wuk just take de money
Doh fraid to hop on the truck
And give all yuh got and shake yuh body
Some man them just love to chat & break up yuh heart and tell ya sorry
But we doh wa none of that is real hotgyal that doh bother we
Some man wanna love and discuss, never give ya rose not even hibiscus
Bring all your action here this instant otherwise don’t bother be persistent
I have time for the dollar bills, not the hollywood, bollywood acting skills
Boy better come & write the will, cuz i doh have time to kill
Rrr
Raate kahe balma, raate kahe balma
Raate kahe balma, raate kahe balma
Jhulani mangai daibe
Hota savere bisar chalela
Dagabaaj tori, Dagabaaj tori
Baatiya na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
Oh my God call the police
All the girls them lemme see yuh hands on yuh knees
Wait na, somebody pick up my cup
Aye, bring back my cup for me
Look you gone with my drink
You know i cyah drink no puncheon, is only white oak
Babyyyy
I wa yuh wine up yuh body and shake it
Tape it
Lemme see ya put yuh both hand on yuh knee
Is no maticoor night when u link with the girls
Is a friday lime everyday of the week
Who linking , drinking, lemme see yuh cup , fill it up right now
We doh wa empty
Empty is for case
Somebody call the police, 999
Raate kahe balma, raate kahe balma
Raate kahe balma, raate kahe balmaKangana mangai daibe
Hota saveree bisar chalela
Dagabaaj tori, Dagabaaj tori
Baatiya na manu
Dagabaaj tori, baatiya na manu
Navisha, Deandra, Professor
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Na Manu – English Translation
Hells lames
Gring the contents, which is the whishenk ok?
Acreside to her television and with her her son bottters
And when I came with me, that you hot one right now.
Meeem tells you just teh eh eh eh thousand
Give them, give them, give them them
I am so your wipe to the tap and pushed back back back.
I am so your wipe to the tap and pushed back back back.
I’re war to the getl over but do they can town down there
He is manuu, it is a man, is a manugu.
He is manuu, it is a man, is a manugu.
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
He is manuu, it is a man, is a manugu.
He is manuu, it is a man, is a manugu.
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
See the man to give you the way
Do it give up so he’s we just take money for money.
do fear to hope on the truth
And let all you go up and hor your soul you
Some men they just love to chatt to chattife your heart heart and tells here malat lame
But when it does not know that I didn’t know that it is written very sotlele, that do the best by Soyer
Some man was a love and this is like this shos, never scodius is note’s Evenusyus
Come all your election of the election of him the gift of this is the well-fabinder of Gisteistinists
I bed for the crossing large, not the Chentest, bagly, bagly suadate subately
Now a looks Come
Hells lames
Raeeee can’t gamba Bamba, Ramaek kauh bama
Raeeee can’t gamba Bamba, Ramaek kauh bama
Jeld was a foreigner man who saved
Waker serving Beral Taze charle is a challelame.
There is a lot of sullies, food.
BOTERri·riat is a man.
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
Oh my God God calls the to theece.
All the girls are laid their emked you hands on you knanys
We are, the people of all your plack up my cup
I, bring back back my four cup for me
Look you will go out with my drink
You know I’t better a better man drinkerhah to be pri on, it is only suck oy o.
BOByyyyyyy.
It is you when you wetata up your eyes and Shall you eat it
Fole ate it.
Malee see here put you to buy you and hand on your tin
It is no matter jacoror is not holy when you link with the girls
I am my freerday Yahbs all of the door of the door.
Whovanty , drink , drink, lay your emame you ate ate rights now
When do he whih wips
Hepe there I for the capss.
Seone called the poor, 9999
Raeeee can’t gamba Bamba, Ramaek kauh bama
Raeee can’t gamam Balma, Rama, eruck Bakey Bender is the manad of the give of manll
Wia serving Ealee was a challe challea
There is a lot of sullies, food.
BOTERri·riat is a man.
There is a lot of cellal stories, but Eriama is a man
It’s side, lelebra, trabses
Hells lames
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Lyrics Deandra Rapscallion – Na Manu
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