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Ports, Jap, fella, missed, film, swiz, quartz, lorry, back, tread, damn, ludd gang 

The housing association
The MacDonald's seat
Have prefixed him "frustration"
I'll stick with the gang of one 

I'll make a stand with the Ludd Gang 
Carve a hole in the rain for yer
Carve a hole in the rain for yer 

Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
It's the quiet like death
It's the choir-ette of death 

Carve a hole in the rain for yer
Carve a hole in the rain for yer 

I hate the guts of Shakin' Stevens
For what he has done
The massacre of "Blue Christmas"
On him I'd like to land one on 

But I'll stick with the gang of one
Carve a hole in the rain for yer 

Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
It's a quiet like death
It's the choir-ette of death 

The housing association foiled the reign of the rain
For this, MacDonald is truly grateful 

Cab driver asks why I'm not
At home with my feet put up (campaigns run amok, brick a window, run amok) 

What's, Jap, lorry, back, feather, next, bishops, ludd gang
In that nine, Glock 9 tucked up in my waist
South side, outside, hustle in the rain
Won't cut no corners, stood on corners for a quarter a day
252, get 4 of them, you got 1008
Public housing, stay from round, smoke out a pound of grapes
Sold bookoo ounces by the thousands in a race for guap
Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block

I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon
Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic
Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics
Say the street lights, just came on
All my girlfriends wondering why I ain't came home
I'm a money magnet, I'm a money magnet
I'm a money magnet, and my pockets got the mumps

Not in a disrespectful manner, but my pants is sagging
I'm in the game of pharmaceuticals, and I ain't bragging
I gave a listen to your music and I started laughing
Wondering who the fuck is you, and when you started trapping
BWA, Bread Winners Association
Ain't got a DOC number, we not associated
Polo logo crazy, only on my underwear
In my closet for hours, undecided on what I'mma wear
I walk around with 60 grand in my 508s
And rings glistening, women giggling, right away
Don't hang out in booty clubs, I don't like to party
'Cause bitches from the booty club give me private parties

I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon
Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic
Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics
Say the street lights, just came on
All my girlfriends wondering why I ain't came home
I'm a money magnet, I'm a money magnet
I'm a money magnet, and my pockets got the mumps

I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon
Say the street lights, just came on
And my pockets got the mumps
Li-Likkle waist gyal wan' fi man out di slum
(Batty fine, dutty whine, me wan' see it done)
Me and Millz break the nine, come on, boost it up a notch
Demeanor of a leader, even cooler than your socks
I would say the watch but the bitch that cool
Waitin' to tell but she wouldn't let go (let me go)
Leanin' out the liter, I ain't gettin' strep throat
Flyer than the seagulls steady bumpin' Beanie Seagel
Disrespect it, then we squeezin', I ain't gettin' stepped on
Khaza, he the sequel, if you didn't catch on (catch up)
Ain't no latchin' on to my success (back up)
Breadwinners Association, I move for the paper
The haters consider it a threat (threat)
Condo screenshottin' my convo, I meant to say text
Disruptive behavior, subject to change by my chain, get upset
I'm becomin' a gangster, they have PMS
If you won't be a woman, then go get a plumber and grow you some breasts
Rollin' up sleeves like a sink spreadin' cabinet layin' pipe underneath
Rap game kitchen counter, came to tighten up leaks
(Tell 'em what you mean)
Time to tighten up the leash

Niggas talkin' and that shit annoying (annoying)
See, I pay my dues, you can't afford it (can't afford it)
Since I got them racks, they can't ignore me (they can't ignore me)
I keep it movin', fuck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, niggas talkin' and that shit annoying
I keep it movin', fuck what's not important
Excuse me

Oh my God, I'm a God
Neighborhood, I'm a star
Sick of red bitches, they don't listen in the car
Girlfriend in my lap while I'm twistin' the cigar
Luca Brasi, I murder 'bout Mazi
Mucho the boss, still livin' in my thoughts
I'm a real vic, money limp when I walk
Beat a bitch back in, big dick dinner soft
Big clip by the couch, wearin' zips, that's an out
Public housing, no authority and the clique got a house
Try to turn speakin' out, blip-blip with the aux
Tuck somethin' close to you, eatin' grits with ya spouse
No bathrobe wearin' ass nigga
Breadwinner brick game hashtag emblem
Peace sign on the hood in Benz symbol
Still goin' off, make the clique get richer
Shots on her back and her chest to the pillow
Pieces come together, playin' chess with a picture
Dog just a pawn, I be fresh, get the picture?
All alone with two kids
Got a flat from the council
Spin borrows near the newsies set like she's using, carrying a pram
Son, wait here I'll get you a juice quick
Three flights and she gotta do two trips
No electric back to the news's housing association
Moving fam to the Eastern District, Lings
Number 6 near the garages
Fell in love with a drug dealer
Picked us up in a limousine
I remember lights
Like a movie scene
Took mum to dazzling heights
Where she deserves to be

Only queen lays me up and kept me clean
Tell me right even when I wronged
Wiped my arse and changed nappies
Tell me the time we made it go
12 hour shifts all week
Tell me it never stops
12 hour shifts all week
Only queen lays me up and kept me clean
Tell me right even when I'm wrong
Wiped my arse and changed nappies
Tell me the time we made it go
12 hour shifts all week
Tell me it never stops
Tell her she's

Loyalty's royalty that shit is priceless
Mum took loans to make her home look nice
Worked to the bone to put food on her side
Clothes on the back and the shoes that we like
Only one there when her brother's on pipe
Only one who cared and dealt with that shite
Stepdad cheating before my brother died
He had no reason, the best woman in his life
When my brother was born it was hospital visits
Two G light, ain't no more scalin' dishes
Shower cuddles and kisses
Up to Oxford to get told in two weeks he ain't living
When he died we moved up to a village
It was Stone Scunthorpe one Christmas
Then its back to North, what's the difference?
No motherfuckers can out-drink us
If you're tipping that heat, don't get drowned
So cold, polar bears on my nuts
Y'all know just who we be
I hold it down for the East
'Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin
Yellow tinted on zebras

Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand

We be the illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
Illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
We so motherfuckin' ill

Nice chain, what a nice night
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night light
Tangerine, tambourine from the West Wing
The best thing about my new Versace bed springs
I'm in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin
Aw shit, look who it is, the white Russell Simmons
Jody Highroller, Far East Movement
We so ill, I think I need some Codeine fluid

Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand

We be the illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
Illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
We so motherfuckin' ill
We so motherfuckin' ill
Ill, motherfucker, ill, we so

"I" is for the way these bitches love how I bang
And double "L" is for the way I blow the smoke in your face
We roll on Es and we be easy, rollin' that bank
And "ST" is for the illest shit we rep every day
No motherfuckers can out drink us
If you're tipping that heat, don't get drowned
So cold, polar bears on my nuts
Y'all know just who we be
I hold it down for the East
'Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin
Yellow tinted on zebras

Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand

We be the illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
Illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
We so motherfuckin' ill

Nice chain, what a nice night
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night light
Tangerine, tambourine from the West Wing
The best thing about my room, Versace bed springs
I'm in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin
Aw shit, look who it is, the white Russell Simmons
Jody Highroller, Far East Movement
We so ill, I think I need some codeine fluid

Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand

We be the illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
Illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
We so motherfuckin' ill
We so motherfuckin' ill
Ill, motherfucker, ill
We so motherfuckin' ill

I is for the way these bitches love how I bang
And double L is for the way I blow the smoke in your face
We roll on Es and we be easy rollin' that bank
And ST is for the illest shit we rep every day

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