J Hus – Fisherman lyrics

(feat. MIST & MoStack)

[Verse 1: Mist & MoStack]

Two gyal on my side, me in the middle

Into a foreign like Lidl

Bad B, I call her a sniggle, yeah, she wan’ wiggle

I’m a P.I.M.P., left her brain in a pickle

Got two gyal on my line, one is official

One heard the other one, I think I’m in a pickle

Niggas wanna screw, I just giggle

Remember when I never had a nickel, now I’m countin’ money when I fiddle

[Chorus: J Hus]

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

[Verse 2: MoStack]

My life’s a movie, fuck a cinema

Sorry I won’t be home for dinner, ma

Put the food in the microwave, I spot a catfish from miles away

Dog filter to hide your face

You ain’t a winner, you’re a wiener, move that gyal, she’s too inna

Can’t see me, John Cena

She fell in love with a cheater

But she gon’ cry if I leave her

She keeps callin’ me

She just wants all of me

I told her stay far from me

I told her stay far from me

But she’s like, “Nah man, I love ya”, but I can’t love a chick

‘Cause I’m a hustler, and I’m with Hus and Mist

They wanna touch us, but they can’t touch a thing

‘Cause you’re a buster, you won’t buss your ting

[Chorus: J Hus]

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

[Verse 3: J Hus]

I’m the lengman in the rain

One girl by my side by the name of Lorraine

She complain cah all the fishes wanna follow me

She know me too well ’cause she study criminology

I’m all about quality, not quantity

Grab the bunda ’cause it’s my property

You can look but don’t touch it please (no)

‘Cause I’m the jealous and that bothers me

‘Cause man are smokin’ fat head, like they never told ya

Just smoked a fat head, cah I’m never sober

Fisherman slash Casanova

Guarantee I get my ting before the dance is over

Before the dance is dun up

Real fisherman mek stush gyal get tun up

Might roll with the pinga one up

Real fisherman, please don’t get bun up

[Chorus: J Hus]

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

You see me hop out the minivan

You never see the way I came, lookin’ like a fisherman

I can’t stop I’m a busy man

Holdin’ fire for hella man

[Outro: Mist]

Two gyal on my side, me in the middle

Into a foreign like Lidl

Bad B, I call her a sniggle, yeah, she wan’ wiggle

I’m a P.I.M.P., left her brain in a pickle

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