Anger
Shaybo Lyrics
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I don't wanna call another
99 problems do you really want another
He say na na na naa
I can never waste time on a FaceTime
With no broke boy and he's fake lying
You a runner you ain't no Nines
Only roll with the big boys all D boys
With the big toys that make your faces go boom bye bye
Who's that guy Ooh I like
That's my type
I remember one girl said it's beef till I caught her and found her
Bun that I caught her then pound her
When I done that no one chats
'Cause everything run around me tell her call it a round up
I sneeze so much no soul no more
Tell your girl shoo fore her soul hits the floor
Fuck the talking ting I tried before
I don't want blood on my Christian Dior
I will never fight on no camera
Won't go behind bars scrapping her
Real bad gyal, top calibre
I don't pay I jump through the barrier
I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
Spent time with a broke boy took that L
Never again I'm not that girl
Disrespect me I'm going jail
Bitches in Bronzefield know me well
Free it up for a gangster
If he balling like Lampard
Umm ah Cantona
Ooh ah Cantona
When I see the p I be waiting in the queue
To get the next letter like R that's true
But it don't matter
Cause anybody catting for Shaybo
I just nickname bocatter
Eat it up on a gold platter
Oh papa fuck your ex she don't matter
Get over her it's over now
Lovedrunk sober up
I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
In Shaybo's song "Anger," the artist explores the theme of her inability to control her temperament and how she turns to smoking marijuana to help her manage her anger. She warns others not to provoke her and boasts that she only hangs out with people of high status who have achieved significant things in life, indicated by the repeated mention of "big boys" and "D boys" who have "big toys." Throughout the song, Shaybo drops several hints on the dangers of engaging in a relationship with her, mentioning her past involvement with a "broke boy" and cautioning that anyone who disrespects her will "go to jail." She also declares herself a gangster in response to the rumors circulating about her and credits her painting skills for the fresh-looking coating on her hands.
Line by Line Meaning
I know a lot of looney tunes so warn a brudda
I associate with people who are unpredictable and possibly dangerous, so give me a heads up if there is any danger around.
I don't wanna call another
99 problems do you really want another
He say na na na naa
I don't want to get involved in any more trouble or arguments, and if someone is pressing me, I will refuse and dismiss them.
I can never waste time on a FaceTime
With no broke boy and he's fake lying
You a runner you ain't no Nines
You are not that guy urgh
I cannot afford to spend my time on video calls with men who are dishonest and not reliable. You are not someone I value highly, and I don't want to hear from you anymore.
Only roll with the big boys all D boys
With the big toys that make your faces go boom bye bye
Who's that guy Ooh I like
That's my type
I only associate with men who are also powerful and affluent, the kind of people who can take down their enemies easily. I have a type, and that's the kind of guy I like.
I remember one girl said it's beef till I caught her and found her
Bun that I caught her then pound her
When I done that no one chats
'Cause everything run around me tell her call it a round up
A girl threatened me with violence until I found her and dealt with her, at which point everyone realized I was the one in charge. Everything revolves around me, and I'm the one who calls the shots.
I sneeze so much no soul no more
Tell your girl shoo fore her soul hits the floor
Fuck the talking ting I tried before
I don't want blood on my Christian Dior
I'm so skilled with a gun that I don't even need to aim anymore, and I don't care about the people I hurt. I don't want to hear any more talk, and I don't want to get my expensive clothes dirty.
I will never fight on no camera
Won't go behind bars scrapping her
Real bad gyal, top calibre
I don't pay I jump through the barrier
I will never fight someone while being recorded, and I won't resort to physical violence while I'm incarcerated. I'm a tough woman of high quality, and I will jump any obstacle to get what I want without paying.
I can't control my anger
So I smoke this ganja
Heard Shaybo's a gangster
Rumours spread like cancer
When I talk you answer
Don't wind me up like a dancer
Fresh paint where my hands are
Fly chick girls that's standard
I'm prone to anger, and I smoke marijuana to try and calm down. People say I'm a dangerous gangster, and these rumors are spreading like a disease. When I speak, you will listen to me, and you will not try to provoke me. I have fresh paint on my hands, and I only associate with beautiful women.
Spent time with a broke boy took that L
Never again I'm not that girl
Disrespect me I'm going jail
Bitches in Bronzefield know me well
I've been with men who don't have any money, and I suffered a loss. I won't make that mistake again, and I won't be the kind of girl who puts up with disrespect. Women in Bronzefield prison know me and they respect me.
Free it up for a gangster
If he balling like Lampard
Umm ah Cantona
Ooh ah Cantona
Let a real gangster go free, especially if he is rich and flashy like Frank Lampard. We hail the famous footballer Eric Cantona as an example of a tough, cool guy.
When I see the p I be waiting in the queue
To get the next letter like R that's true
But it don't matter
Cause anybody catting for Shaybo
I just nickname bocatter
Eat it up on a gold platter
Oh papa fuck your ex she don't matter
Get over her it's over now
Lovedrunk sober up
When I'm waiting for drugs, I'm patient and polite, and I don't mind waiting for the next letter in the alphabet. However, anyone who tries to speak ill of me will be referred to as a cat, which is a derogatory term. I enjoy my drugs, and I don't care about my ex-boyfriend's feelings. It's over now, and I need to sober up.
Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Laura Adegbite, Rennel Walker-Arthur
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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