MENZILE CHESTER – WASHIN’ THE BAG LYRICS
LYRICS
(Chorus)
Boy! Washing the bag
Take me to the potter, I’m the pot
Need a holy filling from the most
Daddy brush out all the guff
I say Boy! I’m washing the bag
Take me to the potter I’m the pot
Scrap out all that crock
Daddy brush out all the guff
(Verse 1)
This stone ain bogus
And he the first one
I keep showing reluctants He The Last One
‘Ey Finna tune me they be waiting on the next one
‘EY shoulda known ain no next man He that one
He Slabbing all on me, he The Potter Too, I’m the pot, when i show up being all foul and corny too, with them cracks all in and out
Imperfections on a route, when I’m trashy and i stank
And them peoples ain’t a fan
I said daaa turn up da ting
Im with a king, I’m on a rock
I’m on a shaa, im on a grrrr
I’m on the sauce
Gimme that fire, finna be hot
I’m on A Heat, I’m da bomb
Parasite, gimme dat doom
Gimme dat doom, said im a bomb, hear me boom
CHORUS (…)
Brush it, (scrap it)
Verse 2)
Um
All over the top and never getting to the bottom
When you see me never hesitate to meditate and not forgetting letting every body know what HE done in my life
And I be living all my life and um a testimony, suddenly every body beginning to have a say
Say um bad, i ain Heavenly made, They say the miracles i got are from the devilish game
Having no shame, but that’s lame
Hollup I need to catch my breath
Lemme go in deeper how i got to know of christ nevertheless um not surprised how everybody talking they be yapping they be spreading nonsense sensically their senses dead
They stay the same , ashamed , a shame, ehe
In the spirit
you ain’t even gotta wait for nobody for everybody got their own time,beautiful time
you been delayed by the sound of “once upon a time’
You ain upon a time,
Maverick Kabelo is the founder and editorial director of Africa’s Very Own Magazine. Kabelo is a business student, digital media enthusiast/entrepreneur, creative, writer and content creator. He started writing when he was just 16 after founding the magazine on Facebook.
