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Check this Your baby moms got 10 kids Tea, Tetleys Make a bigger impact than Brexit Flows too much expensive You'll get a jab no tetanus Put em in their place that's Tetris I beg you talk to your Bredjin Who do you think you are? I'm a bad gyal from the island You know how to post tweets, but don't know how to flush the toilet You ain't half smelly My bars touch the kids like (Whoa) So bow down dammit You're fake, bow wow challenge If your beard don't connect, then neither will be So please don't get no wild thoughts cus you're not Ri Ri Look, Kylie you weren't that colour Stop I made her burn like Usher What? Forgot to turn that cooker off I be the girl dem sugar POP! I be the mandem sugar You need to calm down fella POP! I make it hot mayweather Punchlines will knock you out McGregor POP! Side note bar Your girlfriend looks like slide show bob And this might sound harsh But you ain't wavy your eyebrows are Filter gyal dem Nobody can tell me nothing no no no no way Nobody can tell my nothing no no no no way You need to just spray your arm pits ya stinking up the place What a disgrace I hit them up like rah! Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? You'll get roasted peanuts Married to the game no pre nup They're pressed screenshot Just keep your voice low T biz Bare mouth beatbox You're such a jar - sweet shop Grab that guitar Ed Sheeran I wish a gyal wood no treetop Certain gyal only clean their house when a man is coming around Holding money in pictures but you can't give your mum £10 Do start with me it won't end well Who stood up when grenfell? Where's all the money we raised then? Theresa May is a WASTEMAN No lie no lie no lie you know Please don't take no shots at me we need more gun control I'm the Queen you know that's facts Don't take gyal for no postman pat Bin a good year but I'm so damn bad Trust me swear down I ain't no roadman shaq But the bars go skidddaaa pap pap pap pap pap! They will get run like a tap tap tap I make the price go brap brap brap! Yes she did that Hairline gone wig snatched They don't wanit with Lesha I'll spin a man on Fifa Nobody can tell me nothing no no no no way Nobody can tell my nothing no no no no way You need to just spray your arm pits ya stinking up the place What a disgrace I hit them up like rah! Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor, Melesha O Garro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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