Tekst piosenki 'Marley & Me' wykonawcy Josbi

[Josbi]
The flow's ice cold if you touch it, it might freeze ya
Now that I’m close to my final form like Frieza
The fire breather, Wiz Khalifa on a visa
The one Brazilian who never really fucked with FIFA

I'm good with reefer there' really not a lot that I need
Just a beach house and a honey jawn like Anitta
Funny every time I find one I'm fast to leave her
Then when I can’t have her it’s when I know that I need her

Promoters who run the game seemed to be scared of me yuh
Cus I’m willing and able to take it got more bombs to drop than North Korea
Enemies I wouldn’t wanna be ya - I’m on next
Got the energy to make you think that I’m on X

That's why I mellow out and brought a quarter of Green Crack
And when I'm back in Rio my favorite to cop is cheap hash
Call it black, pretinho pra quem conhece
Americans ain’t impressed but it gets rid of my stress and I love it

It's freezing out baby I don't wanna leave
Gonna spend the whole day Marley and me
Marley and me, just Marley and me
Lounge back, sour Skittles and ice tea

I'ts freezing out baby I don't wanna leave
Finna spend the whole day Marley and me
Marley and me, just Marley and me
To relax my mind so I can be free

[Proda]
And I don't need nobody else but you
No I can't stay away too long

Lil Proda been a menace since ealy as in the womb
Gathering my thoughts my tunes soon to bloom
Coming for your percentage, taking all your dubloons
Paran-pa-damp turn you bafoon's soon to tombs

Every time the crew, they tell us cool out
The style's chilli habanero
But for real I'm really mellow
Staying jiggy burning many cigarillos with my fellow

And I've been seeing stars, rolling plenty doja
Going through the motions, baby
Sleepwalking, faded off that sticky icky
Me and Josbi, Roll a Oz, bring a whole tree, Gang

[Josbi]
Marley and me , just Marley and me
Blowing smoke around the room until we hardly can see
I’m home alone again and loaded with keef
It’s only fitting that I’m motherfucking high as can be

Walking the streets faded trying to find something to eat
My mind melting scrape that shit right off the concrete
Watching Seinfeld, writing another song about nothing
Running circles In my head day dreaming about fucking

It might get a little lonely at night
But we just need each other never had a reason to fight
They call it a vice I call it my lifestyle in denial
It’s still a better love story than Twilight

My father's too concerned about the shit I write
Thinking I'm addicted and he’s probably right
But I tell him it's all good pops don't catch a fever
If you need me Imma be with Marley no golden retriever