Flow Jones Jr ft Blxckie, Maglera Doe Boy – Pramis, Swuh Lyrics

Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (what)
Swear (heh)
Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (man what!)
I’m try tell you

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise (I’m try tell you)

Fuck on that bitch then I hop in the shower
Call that that Zuma effect
Hop in the booth, like Austin got powers
Call that Kazama effect
Jump on the track, I don’t need no effect
4 bitches with me, I’m reppin the set
Nigga’s be talking, I’m focused on chains
I get the bag and drop four on my neck
Pull up to shawty like Fede whuzet?
She know I ain’t calling, I just want the sex
She pull up and gobble, saliva on my chest
She just started college, I’ll find her at res
I bossed up on my teachers, I broke all the rules
I ain’t read all that much, but I chill in the books
Now tell me how it dat look
I just chill in the kitchen, I feel like a cook, I promise

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (what)
Swear (heh)
Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (man what!)
I’m try tell you

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise (I’m try tell you)

Eh cousin
One oreng?
The mphalas too much bathi “imalini?”
Daai Spura?
My darling
Foreign but her name ke Palesa
Up in the ghetto Nkabi tsaka phamisa
Up in North Banyana the dollies
I want the fettuccine and linguine I’m taking they food coz a young nigga famished
Danger
Ingozi
Uber the pack to the pozi andizi
Ang soze
Switch up for clout ya mo Jozi
Ndiyak’xelela
Sang delela
My boy got the strap like a delela
He felon
He ain’t tellin
Please don’t flex with your cash ba tlao pelema

Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear
Promise
Swear (maaaaan, What!)

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (what)
Swear (heh)
Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise (man what!)
I’m try tell you

Promise (heh)
Swear (heh)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise
Swear (hey)
Promise (I’m try tell you)