[LYRICS] Squash – Bulla Head

“Bulla Head Lyrics BY Squash”

Dancehall Giant Squash comes through with this new song titled Friendship for dancehall lovers to enjoy.

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Squash – Bulla Head Lyrics

“Bulla Head Lyrics by Squash”

Jamaica trending act and 6ix Boss drops another banger dubbed “Bulla Head ” and we brings to you the lyrics to this amazing masterpieces.

Yow shab Don
Dem know wi nuh take nuh style enuh,yuh hear dat
6ix
Yuh know wi out here
Dem know mi cruel (Hmmm)

Dem is a black rat, love chat off dem likkle nasty mouth
Dem love fi yap, Everybody know dem anuh killer
Dem just a act
People ago say mi corrupt when mi full dem up a shot

Man a truck and gyal a duck and man a drive
Boy dead from di killer dem arrive
From mi a likkle juvenile mi nuh tek nuh style
Straight gyal tuh mi hood
A hundred rifle rise
Share likkle boy dinner different, cah wi nuh size
Shub di draco through di window
Fred man a yuh a drive
Caah style Nun addi 6ix dem, none a wi nuh gay guy

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Suh mi screenshie pon ends, wah kind a peep through door
Aim up yuh bulla head, dat a bum pon floor
All when him drop, mi check if him face bore
Mi stand up over di body, gie him di next load

One a try escape, run him dung breathless
Swagger nuh stop press, keltek pop neck
And when mi shoot a boy, mi never tun weh mi head
Mi wull di 17 firm, till it connect di neck

Bobby have di SLR, weh a vintage
Anuh 1 pop wid nuh board with nuh inches
Glock with di green light, dem swear seh a penie
Magical with di mattic yuh dissapear genuine
Dem a try fi start a war, weh dem nuh ready fah
Sen 1 mi gyal fi suck yuh hood, and make she burry yuh
Glock a clap (Pow) 2 outta di Jehrico
Bus dem head inna di shop, dem nuh know weh mi go!

A Suh mi screenshie pon ends, wah kind a peep through door
Aim up yuh bulla head, dat a bum pon floor
All when him drop, mi check if him face bore
Mi stand up over di body, gie him di next load

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Mi nuh fegit yeah mi legit
While dem a make talk, 6 Boss a count digits
Mi nuh bats man, a dem gyal draws mi visit
Cah style wi, suck yuh mada wid yuh gemmicks
Di 6 dem out here and wi never get temid
Wi nuh frighten fi screw face, wi nuh fear image
Leff bwoy dead ND rotten out and stink like grunige
Wull heap a ute man leggo a road, suh pay man Ommige (Pvssy)

Wi out here man
Cah style di 6ix Boss, Yuh hear dat!
Dirt! headshot

Man a truck and gyal a duck and man a drive
Boy dead from di killer dem arrive
From mi a likkle juvenile mi nuh tek nuh style
Straight gyal tuh mi hood
A hundred rifle rise
Share likkle boy dinner different, cah wi nuh size
Shub di draco through di window
Fred man a yuh a drive
Caah style Nun addi 6ix dem, none a wi nuh gay guy

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Suh mi screenshie pon ends, wah kind a peep through door
Aim up yuh bulla head, dat a bum pon floor
All when him drop, mi check if him face bore
Mi stand up over di body, gie him di next load

One a try escape, run him dung breathless
Swagger nuh stop press, keltek pop neck
And when mi shoot a boy, mi never tun weh mi head
Mi wull di 17 firm, till it connect di neck

Bobby have di SLR, weh a vintage
Anuh 1 pop wid nuh board with nuh inches
Glock with di green light, dem swear seh a penie
Magical with di mattic yuh dissapear genuine
Dem a try fi start a war, weh dem nuh ready fah
Sen 1 mi gyal fi suck yuh hood, and make she burry yuh
Glock a clap (Pow) 2 outta di Jehrico
Bus dem head inna di shop, dem nuh know weh mi go!

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