Laugh & Gwan

A coulda wha' do dem?
Frass
Lee Milla
Hmph…
Laugh and gwan
We laugh and gwan
Meanwhile, dem a live pon mi name and a talk and gwan
Fuck gyal, and laugh and gwan
Make money, laugh and gwan
(Gully)
The fucker dem bruk like bottle, make dem talk and gwan
Me have a billion dollar pon mi title
Mama say, «Baby, the fucker dem no like you»
Me have a million shots fi the rifle
Bomber tic like clock right beside you
Now a foot deh so, hand deh so
Pussy, you shouldn’t make a man press you
Mortician is a man dress you
Lay deh so
Me still a beat and teach and school dem
A must the likkle Benz and rent house a fool dem
Pampers and baby stool dem
Fi dem gyal we have, a we a screw dem
Laugh and gwan
We laugh and gwan
Meanwhile, dem a live pon mi name and a talk and gwan
Fuck gyal, and laugh and gwan
Laugh and gwan
The fucker dem bruk like bottle, make dem talk and gwan
The pussy dem a try test mi faith
Tell dem, try test mi estate
Stay pon mi balcony, look pon mi next gate
A watch stock exchange fi catch di next rates
A more money, more money
Investment, that a sure money
All now me no spend mi shore money
And a bwoy waan dead…
Me put a likkle dinner pon your head
The shooter is a winner when you’re dead
Lay flat pon the ground, give him a spread
Dirt nap, give him a bed
The killer, laugh and gone
Do the work, and pass and gone (Oh Jah Jah!)
And me still deh yah a make money when you a embalm
(Lowe dem)
Laugh and gwan
Laugh and gone
Gold winner
Lee Milla, dem bwoy deh anuh killer
More money, more problems
Haha
.45 solve dem
Dem fi know…