Your Mr
Lady Leshurr
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Yo I'm taking ya mister Nah, sis, it's banter Dunno why you're so angry 'Cause when he calls I don't answer Real talk not even on a hands-free Brr man ah get blanked up Got a bad B and he's South Asian Must've come from Sri Lanka Wah, yeah, oh Stop that, bruck that, boop Turn up the ting den bounce I just burn up the ting no loud Man dem flirt up dey wan' come prowl Tell dem prep up, prep up, pipe down Man get bruck up, bruck up, broke down Gyal, get juck up, juck up, swung 'round Watch her, turn up, turn up, turn down, cha I ain't gonna say too much, uh Brudda, I'm way too much, yeah I don't debate this stuff, mhm Yeah, I got the dangerous touch Don't care if you don't rate my stuff Stand out like a baby bump And shout out to your baby mom 'cause She's all over me, ay She's all over me, why? 'Cause she's over the D, why? Didn't do your deed, I Invited her for tea And she spilled all the tea, I Just came 'round to say hello to your kiddies And I got her washing the dishes, I'm taking ya misses Nah, brudda, it's banter She acts way too childish So I bought her a baby hamper Real talk, boy, nah, I can't stand her I can barely understand her She's from Scotland and a drinker So the glass go wid her, it's a mazza, wah I'm taking ya Mr Nah, sis, it's banter Dunno why you're so angry 'Cause when he calls I don't answer Real talk not even on a hands-free Brr man ah get blanked up Got a bad B and he's South Asian Must've come from Sri Lanka, wah Jet black in the car Step back when I park I can get that and you can't And my ex mad 'cause I'm not Yes, she did grab on my arm Yes, you seen that no Haraam Why's she with man, I'm like huh? Brudda your wrist black from your watch Brudda your neck back is like rah! Brudda your creps black and they're washed They look stressed fam, oh my gosh You're a big man, you're a Jar They try text gyal all this madness But I'm too jet-lagged to respond Make that gyal jump when she see me They're like, "Is that the new dance?" I'm taking your mister Nah, sis, I'm joking He's tryna say he's my ting Rudeboy, what are you smoking? You pree'd me when I rolled in Right like East no Dalston You might haffi get rolled on Should've bought some deodorant, wah Tek time, nuh? Touch down like peeka peekaboo, uh Face yellow like Pika Pikachu, yeah Mi need room so mi pick a bigger view Don't ask questions not a interview, duh Touch down like peeka peekaboo Face yellow like Pika Pikachu, cha Mi need room so mi pick a bigger view Wah, yeah, oh
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Written by: Melesha Katrina O'Garro
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