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(Dave Crag) fired up (Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch) Grrrt 'Ski dem live Trippiest driller alive, big facts Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side Pass the parcel and give it to the guys Gave a boy six like rollin' dice I know it weren't four, he got more than five Are you ridin', not tellin' lies? Back the python and burst your slime Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides How's he still here? He got all that bine P.U.G come rock with the 'ski You ain't seen 50, don't mention me She pree up the tug, and she left with me - Got it bad, he shoulda rest in peace Heard - got it bad, he shoulda rest in peace - He shoulda rest in peace Caught - outside, had to make that bleed Done it near Grandma's, had her vexed with me Little Drummer had a dotty when he was year ten Dem times, we were shottin' no .2s or .10s From SE11, I'll do up your bredrin I done it to s-, and I'll do it again I'm mixin' Amiri, and Moncler again Snow on my brothers in Shoreditch again Remember when Springer wanted 20 babies? Shug said he's at the alley again I got a few man, 22 got more I love the killy dem, bring the bros on tour I'm with Wowo, and his heart's in fully Stooky, I don't think dem boy want war Mm-mm, look how she arch, oh, Lord Jeet and skeet, I don't want no more Ridin' through, are you slidin' too? Mm-mm, no, I can't go like Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side Pass the parcel and give it to the guys Gave a boy six like rollin' dice I know it weren't four, he got more than five Are you ridin', not tellin' lies? Back the python and burst your slime Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides How's he still here? He got all that bine Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side Pass the parcel and give it to the guys Gave a boy six like rollin' dice I know it weren't four, he got more than five Are you ridin', not tellin' lies? Back the python and burst your slime Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides How's he still here? He got all that bine We got bored, so we bored him 'Ski wan' put it in the air like Jordan Mm-mm, that one there too gorgeous Big WAP for your six-pack, start roarin' Made a hundred, 'nuff time, it got borin' B, A, double-S, Y, be cautious Run a boy down, mm-mm, just caught him With the bro dem, don't need insurance Got a couple SGs with me Slide through, leave it red like Trippie Killy, make that beng like Skilli Really, love badman, come see me Really, 'ski a bad boy like Diddy (Diddy) Got ki- and I coulda got- True, say I weren't feelin' picky Pum-pum, go make her quint and cotch My man chats, but he's fuckin' washed (washed) Never met Toosie, too unruly Get moody when you spin that block (spin) Only time that I'm pullin' out phones When I hit it from behind, throw it back, don't stop Throw it back, don't stop, throw it back, don't stop Throw it back, don't stop Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side Pass the parcel and give it to the guys Gave a boy six like rollin' dice I know it weren't four, he got more than five Are you ridin', not tellin' lies? Back the python and burst your slime Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides How's he still here? He got all that bine Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side Pass the parcel and give it to the guys Gave a boy six like rollin' dice I know it weren't four, he got more than five Are you ridin', not tellin' lies? Back the python and burst your slime Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides How's he still here? He got all that bine
Writer(s): David Risco Alfonso, Jorge Martinez Moldes, Jyrelle Justin O'connor, Antoniou Charalambos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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