BackRoad Gee – Ferragamo Lyrics

BackRoad Gee Ferragamo Lyrics, Ferragamo Lyrics by BackRoad Gee ft Dabully

(It’s Kel P. vibes)

Women, they love me just like diamond
Ferragamo to match my style
I run the jungle just like lion
I’m at the top and I’m not coming down
I know it, ahh, believe me I know, ahh
One reason why dem gyal wanna come with me
Me I never slow ehn ehn

Catch me in the jungle with the lions and the vermins
Baby girl, be careful, I can see them lurkin’
They don’t wanna see my mix-match in designer
In the middle of the jungle
The streets really treacherous
They love me like diamond
I shine like diamond
I used to run from Trident
Boy, it’s all (Timing)
I’m at the top, can’t come down
But I still come round
Tell the Gs dem I love them, I can’t run out
I miss days that was simple
I use to play run-outs
Fuck around and man get gun down
Sun’s up, guns out
Who’s gonna last now?
Sun’s up, guns out
Who’s gonna last now?

Women, they love me just like diamond
Ferragamo to match my style
I run the jungle just like lion
I’m at the top and I’m not coming down
I know it, ahh, believe me I know, ahh
One reason why dem gyal wanna come with me
Me I never slow ehn ehn

Better believe I’m the reason why
From my party gyal dem pull their pants
Shayo for my system, I dey with nana
Dem they find me I don go Pana
Mama stay mama stay
Would you come with me to my home place
I can show you likkle something I can do for you in the right way

The right way
She wants the highway
I want it my way
Take it lightly
Two cups of Henny
That’s my wave
The right way
Factory settings, do you know Rolex?
Baby girl, I love you good
Gangster on deck
Bite you on your neck
Juk you till your legs dead
Bite you on your neck
Juk you till your legs dead (You like it)
Ha

Women, they love me just like diamond
Ferragamo to match my style
I run the jungle just like lion
I’m at the top and I’m not coming down
I know it, ahh, believe me I know, ahh
One reason why dem gyal wanna come with me
Me I never slow ehn ehn

Reporting live from the back of the roads, unuh
Habada mukta
Live in the flesh
Tell a man say it with chest
We’re spraying the woof woof everywhere
Tell a man back up, be prepared, hahaha
Cah everything mad
Big business, no Mickey Mouse business
Tell the juvie dem leave no witness
Can you match my style, baby?
Ferragamo
Origami