Lyrics Decibels - Jidenna
Marco,
Polo
See
you
were
supposed
to
be
the
Polo
to
my
Marco
But
I′m
starting
to
think
you
not
coming
my
nigga
Where
the
fuck
you
at
I
texted,
I
facetimed,
I
hit
up
Nena
You
got
me
hitting
up
other
people
like
"yo
where
you
at"
I
been
waiting
at
Maputo
for
14
14
motherfuckin'
hours
Catose
Like,
you
got
me
missing
Afropunk
I
woulda
flew
out
the
day
after
Afropunk
Got
me
missing
Solange.
Really?
Solange?
Like
a
seat
at
the
table
You
got
me
not
at
the
table
cause
you
not
here
right
now?
Wap
Kon
George!
Koun
ye-a,
Wap
Kon
George,
Koun
ye-a
Paske
koun
ye-a
wap
ese
femn
tun′e
ou
lot
moun
koun
ye-a
Polo
your
ass
back
on
this
voicemail,
Bitch
Love
you
though
With
a
snapback
and
a
suit
on
like
it's
draft
day
Draft
day,
draft
day
She
said
when
I
get
home
it's
like
bubble
bath
day
Bath
day,
bath
day
Already
broke
a
glass
of
the
champagne
Champagne,
champagne
Is
it
plantin,
platanos
or
plantain?
Plantain
She
ready
for
the
weekend
We
goin′
Mozambican
Black
passports,
we
ain′t
takin'
meetings
Don′t
gotta
lotta
life,
for
a
lotta
words
And
when
they
call
her
(bitch)
Is
when
I'm
proud
of
hers
Chiefy,
chiefy,
chiefa,
now
I
vape
my
reefer
That
shit
be
too
loud,
shit
could
blow
a
speaker
Chiefy,
chiefy,
chiefa,
that′s
my
queen
of
shisha
She
my
Smokahontas,
but
they
just
call
her
diva
Move
into
the
light,
into
the
starlight
Everybody
likes
it
in
the
starlight
She
used
to
live
a
life
of
many
bar
fights
And
dress
in
all
white
like
Madam
Albright
Decibels,
decibels
Smoke
loud,
move
loud,
too
proud
They
tell
her
pipe
it
down,
but
she
made
Decibels,
decibels
Smoke
loud,
move
loud,
too
proud
Soap
suds
cover
up
that
Nefertitti
Nefertitti,
Nefertitti
Aphrodisiac
and
she
my
Aphrodite
Aphrodite,
Aphrodite
Voodoo
lady
give
'em
niggas
heebie
jeebies
Heebie
jeebies
Wicked
witches
freakin′
in
my
teepee,
teepee
Teepee,
teepee,
teepee,
teepee
Uh,
fuckin'
with
the
wrong,
with
the
wrong
niggas
You
can't
work
a
con
with
no
con-fidence
Make
my
money
long,
fuck
′em
small
digits
Too
busy
grabbing
your
balls
to
ball
with
us
I
don′t
just
want
this
for
myself
like
I'll
merge
with
ya
if
a
nigga
nice
Look
at
how
Allah
made
the
sky,
yeah
Big
enough
for
all
the
birds
to
fly,
yeah
But
fuck
a
breadcrumb,
bitch
Suit
bespoke
and
I
ain′t
said
shit
We
living
life
out
loud
She
piped
up
when
they
tell
her
pipe
down
Decibels,
decibels
Smoke
loud,
move
loud,
too
proud
They
tell
her
pipe
it
down,
but
she
made
Decibels,
decibels
Smoke
loud,
move
loud,
too
proud
They
tell
her
pipe
it
down,
but
she
made
Decibels,
decibels
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