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Neverland Dungeon Lyrics


Michael Trapson Neverland Dungeon


Hee-hee, shamone (ow!)
You don't want no smoke, hee-hee
You don't want no smoke, oh, oh

You don't want that
Hee-hee, yeah, yeah

Neverland, hella bandz
Tatted up, Mexican
Turn it up, trapson
With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan
I'm the king of the pop-pop
Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!
I might pull up in the drop-top
With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!

Watch how I come with some heat
Watch how I swag out the beat
Watch how I turn up the street
Come get your girl she on me
Heal the world, steal your girl
I left that chick on the curb
Relaxer all up in my curl
Drippin down on my loafer
Bet I go thriller tonight, yeah
Sippin that lean in my Sprite, yeah
I live a hell of a life, yeah
Made too much money tonight, yeah
I am the man in the mirror, hee-hee
She want the man in the mirror, hee-hee
She tryna get in my ear
I look at that chick like she weird (ooow!)
Billy Jean get off my stage
You cannot come in my way
Aviators on my face
Get that chick out of my face (shamone)
I am the king of this place
Neverland dungeon we lit
Look at my glove its so lit (litty!)
Look at my squad its so lit
Please do not mess up my vibe yeah
(You don't want no smoke)
That is like playing with fire
(You don't want no smoke)
Conrad Murray is a liar (he a liar!)
(He don't want no smoke)
He was just a fall guy
I'm the king of all time (ow!)

Neverland, hella bandz
Tatted up, Mexican
Turn it up, trapson
With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan
I'm the king of the pop-pop
Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!
I might pull up in the drop-top
With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!
Neverland, hella bandz
Tatted up, Mexican
Turn it up, trapson
With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan
I'm the king of the pop-pop
Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!
I might pull up in the drop-top
With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!

Watch how I turn up the street
Watch how I turn up the heat
Watch how I turn up the street
Watch how I turn up the heat

Why they got me in my zone? (why!)
Why they tryna tap my phone
I think somebody's watching me
Get your nose out of my home
I'm startin' to feel like a target
All of my crew we get gnarly
They tryna get in my pockets
Don't make yourself look retarded!
I am a one in a million
They know I'm one in a million
All of my life I gave millions
Tell them boys get out they feelings
I got some people in Paris
They want me to make an appearance
I'm 'bout to get litty again
Just like the O2 arena (shamone)
This is it, this is lit
I'm bad in fact, I got hits
In my black hat, I keep a dent
Then I moondab it with your chick!

You cannot put out my fire
(You don't want no smoke)
I'm gonna take it up higher
(You don't want no smoke)
Gavin Arvizo's a liar (he a liar!)
(He don't want no smoke)
You came for the wrong guy
I'm the king of all time (ow!)

Neverland, hella bandz
Tatted up, Mexican
Turn it up, trapson
With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan
I'm the king of the pop-pop
Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!
I might pull up in the drop-top
With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!
Neverland, hella bandz
Tatted up, Mexican
Turn it up, trapson
With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan
I'm the king of the pop-pop
Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!
I might pull up in the drop-top
With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!

Nooo, nooo
Nooo, nooo, hee-hee ow!
(okay guys its a wrap)

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