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police approachin' (Shit)
Divertin' a sales to a next number
'Cause it's loose and this hotline's stolen
(Brr)
Me and my gyal ain't ever watched Frozen
She

that kisses blow
Because by the end of the game
You'll see trophies, medals, Mexican waves
And your ten man on the stage like
Victory’s Tottenham's,

Bend up your back
Gwarn bruk off your spine
W-wile out for me
Girl you know what this about
Look, Girl it ain't no black cab ting
If I pull up on, pull

I’m Meek Mill
Used to bang at the ranges for clean kills
All the youts blazing and knifing for cheap thrills
Come and chat shit, I ain't fearing ya
Got

yuh house wid di banana clip
Got my finger on my trigger, I be bussing it
When I run up in yuh house wid di banana clip
If it ain't about

Dem man broke, as a joke
It's not even funny
Can't answer the phone
I'm with my side ting, now my main ting worried
Jeet and skeet, I'ma call right

Heat Up

Roll Deep

In at the Deep End

2005

bout to heat up
Roll Deeper..
Jet one, Jet two, Jet three
Jus got a strap, people guarded by me
But hear i got a story to tell
See the life

a knife through a family friend
Most the women that I know had shit happen to them
So innocent 'til guilty, ain't somethin' I have to respect
I think

That I want some
Like I ain't got some
She thinks I want her
For the breast and bum
I ain't a dunce but
You must tek mi fi one

Still tryna eat dinner

Look I was gone for the winter
But I'm back for the summer
Got her swag from her dad
And her ass from her mama
She my Brown Skin Ting
I wouldn't

the right tune
I got a two hunnies by my side to the left and the right.

And it's a blessing
Money keep coming in constant
Buff ting skipping in my way
Babe

moe
Off my dick you fucking hoe
Big tings, glistening, this ain't makeup, I just glow
(I got a few more things I wanna say though before I wrap shit up)

dogshit
They must've forgot
Me and my bruddas are on tings
Just know that we got this
If he ever moves toxic
We'll hold his mum hostage
Then his dad's

tings yah
Who aint never switch (Uh)

You my 0'5iiiiive
You my 0'6ixxxxxx
You my new girl 
I'm make you rich
I come thru like steph curry
Swish 
Swish

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Yoo it's Tan 

Welcome to the brumtown District 

It's c BRD Ting

about respect
An uh, big man ting dog, you got niggas upset
So yeah, big man ting dog, they comin' to collect, yeah
You ain't come correct, so now you pay

Got cake by the pound
We fucking for rounds
She climbing the sheets
I’m dicking her down
Smoking on this hookah
Rubbing on ya fupa
Let’s take it

Tesla
Clap that ting on a vespa
I aint the boasting type
Why man had 50 racks by the dresser
I used to feel pressure
These days man have you
Nanked with

met
Recognized you by your waist, I don't mean no offense
Got a dumb ass & a lot of intellect
Got a face that a nigga prolly never forget
Looking like

their eyes, Matthew Kelly
Yeah, by any means necessary i'm elite
I'mma leave enemies dead and buried
Down the beach, Tenerife
Got my Jeep in a ferry
I was

and coat, then I shoot off
It's a mad ting, it's a sad ting
But I ain't even shocked, cah the girl lookin' too buff
My G said, "He sees a nice ting," what

like bing
Spend that shit like bing
Diamonds in my ring, ay
That's a big mon ting, what bing, bing
Eat that bitch like bing, oh
Spend that check like

reason
And watched tings unfold
Truth is we all got a ting we believe in
But the real don't change with seasons
No



Induction wing right now

Lyrics

Skepta

Konnichiwa

2016

Sidewinder, you got air on the roads
Eskimo Dance, you was spitting off-beat
Lord of the Mics, you was spitting that heat
But right now, your bars ain't