Pour the Maka Lyrics – D-Block Europe

Read the full Pour the Maka lyrics by D-Block Europe along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy D Block Europe’s music, you can also explore Wrongs and Intro (Skit) [PTSD 2], two other songs by D Block Europe.

[Verse]
Three hundred on the pendants and I’m independent
Putting bags on hats, my little akhi need revengence
Her pu*sy wet as soon as 29 done made his entrance
Doing bad but I still kneel down and I seek repentance
My akh think just like me, I ain’t gotta finish my sentence
Ain’t tryna fu*k no hoes but I swear these hood b!tches so tempting
Eight hundred horses in the engine, Black & Mild’s, no Benson’s
Just washed down two pills with codeine, 29 the biggest gremlin
Canaries in the ring, I froze the piss I’m taking
Before I give that green light, check the risks I’m taking
I know I made her cum and all your hoes are faking

Dreads swinging, fu*king on a bumbaclaat Jamaican
House so big that I ain’t never seen my neighbours
Monaco Grand Prix, I had to tiki take her
Fu*k her hairy pu*sy, I just paid her laser
Buss down AP on her arm to make a statement
I heard London n!ggas don’t spend so where the fu*k am I from?
First, dive in her pu*sy, I couldn’t fu*k her for long
Six Chanel’s in one day, that’s what the fu*k I’ve been on
My profile in Chanel, a four bedroom with a yard and a pond
Distant from the snakes, I can sense the drama
We locked in 4L if you said your shahada
Feet to feet, shoulder to shoulder
One arda, one ummah, I’m wiser, I’m older
10 Harley Street, I had to get her going
Gummy bear implants, she confident and now she glowing
Tanning in Ibiza, she just enjoying the moment
I was flying ladies round the world in the middle of corona
Popped the seal on the Maka, I don’t drink Coronas
Armed jakes, I thought it was over
Armed jakes behind the mandem, I thought it was over
They thought I was finished but I’m stronger, they thought I was over
Fu*ked up the charts without a major machine
Ten platinum plaques, ten sold out arenas but I’ve been playing miskeen
I can sign out any day, I’m rich forever
I don’t even care how it goes, I’m rich forever

Who showed them put their pain up on the beat, darg
Who put the mini AK in Louis? That was me, darg
Who made you all run to Colin? That was DBE, darg
Who made them start shooting in the kitchen? In the T, darg
Who showed the crack dealers it was possible to be a star?
Who showed the heroin pushers? S*it, that was me, darg
Fiends tell my little cousin, they can’t believe it’s me, darg
We made them all sip lean and all get PTSD, darg
Ecstasy got me so hot, I never wear a tee, darg
It can be raining outside, if I’m geeked, I won’t have my tee on
You rap like a boss, before the fame, you was a pee-on
My sister’s ex was giving me bricks, I was seventeen, darg
Facts, how can I forget Big B, darg?
How can I ever forget Ko-Lee, darg?
West End is the best assistance that you’ll ever see, darg
All roads clear, live your dreams, darg