Nune Aka Mr Propane Mr Propane Lyrics


Mr. Propane by Nune Aka Mr. Propane

Yeah this that new anthem
Mr. Propane
Who got that fire
Haahahaha

Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man

I got that propane next to a lit flame fire dummy proof flow
Been off the chain setting fire to an average man joe
And I proceed to make moves playing chess with each quote
Up on note with these deadpool half alive folks
No jokes can flip this grin Bruce Lee fist to ya'll throats
This that lyrical miracle end of all hopes steal dreams if you try
I'm a nightmare to these blokes what you saying don't understand
Ya'll can't see through these locs black shade top grade
I'm with them ace of spade bros fist pumped head high
Dismembered heads put on posts last kings in this club of life
Playing with these ghosts I see through all the fake snakes
I shake dice with my host a sidekick my draft pick
If hammer click it explodes think back what I'm saying
Ain't no games to be told you got the key to success
Ain't gon sell to yo foes I slam doors to the face of these wolves in sheep clothes

Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man

Man ya'll know how this goes break the back of these busters
Top rank of these polls quick fact I'm a monster
I dispose of all foes and who knows where I be
Like a g in these streets lo-key no see me
Like thor bro on these beats spit cold words on these sheets
Flipped stocks on my feet without leaving my seat
No keys to my fleets money stacked in sheets
Rewind time with these words that appear on these beats
Rome home like I'm known to be living in greece
Pen game on lock like I'm breaking the peace
Rap game so hungry bout to serve it a feast
Ya'll been waiting to long man ya'll know I'm beast
My music going ham pigs gon run in the streets huh
Don't try to run up unless I owe you receipts yeah
I'm kicking up dirt like I run it in cleats
And the movement just starting time to pull up a seat

Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man

They running and scrambling
While I'm coming and damaging
Got them panicking now they wishing
And calling in for a gin
Got a package you want to send
Now they missing and need a friend
If you dissing me for my flava
I'm the poison to ya meet ya end
Don't step in the lions den
Cuz the circus will never end
I'm breaking outta the pen
The ink scattered upon my skin
The truth is here in the making
No time don't need to pretend
I know I'm a bar-ba-rian I'm the top on a scale to 10
My lyrics hit hard like wind
The liqour refreshining I'm the ice in that glass of gin
Swamp monster call me the thing
I'm the fire around the ring
There ain't no scaping my swing
Off the cliff you gon need to cling
Most valuable I'm the king
J. Cole K. Lamar even drake gon get this sting nothing lesser got game to bring
Won't settle for just a little
I'm the eagle spreading out its wing
I'm flying over the scene
This my life and I'm taking over
I'm here I want everything

Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man
Mr propane
Pro pro propane man

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