In The Jungle Lyrics
| Song | In The Jungle |
| Artist | Promoe |
| Album | The Long Distance Runner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse: | |
| (Promoe) | |
| welcome to the jungle or the psycho ward | |
| 21 gun salute give me the hottest mike award | |
| don’t get too close because it might go off | |
| David vs Goliath bigger than Microsoft | |
| You know that type of talk | |
| Will get the ladies so wet they puttin dipers on | |
| But no R.Kelly all fruits ripe ya’ know | |
| Just guava jelly love your cellulites and all | |
| (Kunley) | |
| Ohh, sane way we do it a yard | |
| We make the gal them wiggle’n juggle like a battery we charge | |
| A we no fraud pure gal a rush at di Ward oh Lord | |
| We make you call the national guard, give we applauds | |
| We rockin’ it from yard to abroad | |
| You diss Mean Dawg run you over with a Honda Accord | |
| And check Maud, the bitch shouldn’t diss me dawg | |
| You get a triangle nozzle, well big and broad | |
| Chorus: | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the city prey | |
| On the weak in the street can’t live this way | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the fassys prey | |
| On the weak in the street can’t live this way | |
| Verse: | |
| (Promoe) | |
| Righteousness and vibes we a full of | |
| People hear the first two lines and be like pull up! | |
| Then I come back again | |
| 5000 people outside the club pack ‘em in | |
| Greetin’ my pepole with peace, what’s happenin’? | |
| I’m so happy to be here you look ravishin’ | |
| Please, done the violence no more blood splatterin’ | |
| Looptroop love bigger than drug trafficin’ | |
| (Suku) | |
| Pack it up pack it in, now let me begin | |
| Mek me grab the mike and put down this bottle of gin | |
| Huh, serious as a judge cus we no? Laugh and a grin | |
| Crazyness within, we mash up any riddim we’re given | |
| We make the gal them all a whine and a spin | |
| Them panty wet up when them hear any song when we sing | |
| Bad man a give them every steady mobbing | |
| So when the music a pump it keep my heart throbbing | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse: | |
| (Kunley) | |
| Yo Pee what’s the haps like? Really how you feeling? | |
| (Promoe) Shiie, just like last night – chillin’ like a villain | |
| I’m home alone sippin on the woda homes | |
| If I had one I’m switchin’ off the vodafone | |
| In a focused mode | |
| Flows ridiculous roller coast to coast | |
| I propose a toast to the hottest emcee | |
| Roots, drink the whole damn bottle it’s me! | |
| Chorus |
| Verse: | |
| Promoe | |
| welcome to the jungle or the psycho ward | |
| 21 gun salute give me the hottest mike award | |
| don' t get too close because it might go off | |
| David vs Goliath bigger than Microsoft | |
| You know that type of talk | |
| Will get the ladies so wet they puttin dipers on | |
| But no R. Kelly all fruits ripe ya' know | |
| Just guava jelly love your cellulites and all | |
| Kunley | |
| Ohh, sane way we do it a yard | |
| We make the gal them wiggle' n juggle like a battery we charge | |
| A we no fraud pure gal a rush at di Ward oh Lord | |
| We make you call the national guard, give we applauds | |
| We rockin' it from yard to abroad | |
| You diss Mean Dawg run you over with a Honda Accord | |
| And check Maud, the bitch shouldn' t diss me dawg | |
| You get a triangle nozzle, well big and broad | |
| Chorus: | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the city prey | |
| On the weak in the street can' t live this way | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the fassys prey | |
| On the weak in the street can' t live this way | |
| Verse: | |
| Promoe | |
| Righteousness and vibes we a full of | |
| People hear the first two lines and be like pull up! | |
| Then I come back again | |
| 5000 people outside the club pack ' em in | |
| Greetin' my pepole with peace, what' s happenin'? | |
| I' m so happy to be here you look ravishin' | |
| Please, done the violence no more blood splatterin' | |
| Looptroop love bigger than drug trafficin' | |
| Suku | |
| Pack it up pack it in, now let me begin | |
| Mek me grab the mike and put down this bottle of gin | |
| Huh, serious as a judge cus we no? Laugh and a grin | |
| Crazyness within, we mash up any riddim we' re given | |
| We make the gal them all a whine and a spin | |
| Them panty wet up when them hear any song when we sing | |
| Bad man a give them every steady mobbing | |
| So when the music a pump it keep my heart throbbing | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse: | |
| Kunley | |
| Yo Pee what' s the haps like? Really how you feeling? | |
| Promoe Shiie, just like last night chillin' like a villain | |
| I' m home alone sippin on the woda homes | |
| If I had one I' m switchin' off the vodafone | |
| In a focused mode | |
| Flows ridiculous roller coast to coast | |
| I propose a toast to the hottest emcee | |
| Roots, drink the whole damn bottle it' s me! | |
| Chorus |
| Verse: | |
| Promoe | |
| welcome to the jungle or the psycho ward | |
| 21 gun salute give me the hottest mike award | |
| don' t get too close because it might go off | |
| David vs Goliath bigger than Microsoft | |
| You know that type of talk | |
| Will get the ladies so wet they puttin dipers on | |
| But no R. Kelly all fruits ripe ya' know | |
| Just guava jelly love your cellulites and all | |
| Kunley | |
| Ohh, sane way we do it a yard | |
| We make the gal them wiggle' n juggle like a battery we charge | |
| A we no fraud pure gal a rush at di Ward oh Lord | |
| We make you call the national guard, give we applauds | |
| We rockin' it from yard to abroad | |
| You diss Mean Dawg run you over with a Honda Accord | |
| And check Maud, the bitch shouldn' t diss me dawg | |
| You get a triangle nozzle, well big and broad | |
| Chorus: | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the city prey | |
| On the weak in the street can' t live this way | |
| In the jungle where the riddims play | |
| Loud drums and bass hot women stay | |
| In the jungle where the fassys prey | |
| On the weak in the street can' t live this way | |
| Verse: | |
| Promoe | |
| Righteousness and vibes we a full of | |
| People hear the first two lines and be like pull up! | |
| Then I come back again | |
| 5000 people outside the club pack ' em in | |
| Greetin' my pepole with peace, what' s happenin'? | |
| I' m so happy to be here you look ravishin' | |
| Please, done the violence no more blood splatterin' | |
| Looptroop love bigger than drug trafficin' | |
| Suku | |
| Pack it up pack it in, now let me begin | |
| Mek me grab the mike and put down this bottle of gin | |
| Huh, serious as a judge cus we no? Laugh and a grin | |
| Crazyness within, we mash up any riddim we' re given | |
| We make the gal them all a whine and a spin | |
| Them panty wet up when them hear any song when we sing | |
| Bad man a give them every steady mobbing | |
| So when the music a pump it keep my heart throbbing | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse: | |
| Kunley | |
| Yo Pee what' s the haps like? Really how you feeling? | |
| Promoe Shiie, just like last night chillin' like a villain | |
| I' m home alone sippin on the woda homes | |
| If I had one I' m switchin' off the vodafone | |
| In a focused mode | |
| Flows ridiculous roller coast to coast | |
| I propose a toast to the hottest emcee | |
| Roots, drink the whole damn bottle it' s me! | |
| Chorus |
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