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you can see on my wrist

Ahh, we said,
I was on Berkeley to drop bad nigga, bitch, I gave a high-five
Mmm, come get a piece of the pie Eatin' them chips

as planned 
No need for a van 
Put the weight on my shoulder 
Like am squatting with am 
O boy I'm loving am 
The love I'm getting 
Got this bad mama 
She

zero my homie he sellin
Yeah see my boy Tommy
Yeah he got the Tommy
Yeah he got the tc and bb oh sorry
Like Justin say sorry
Billie she top me
I feel

on a warpath i'm on a war -

I saw that trick that you was with tonight
She was Justin Bieber's look-alike
(Baby, baby, oh)
Boy, you think you're such a player,

Ay this tape bout to be a classic
You are now listening to 8 for 8 by TXMIYAMA the muthafuckin' Jap Boy
Big up my cousin Kazu, big up Justin, I’m

Huh
You told me, I told you
You owe me, I fold you
Riding round all by myself
Don't know where to go to
Know it might hurt you but I'm still gon tell

reeling it in
I'm casting my rod with a big ol' grin
(Woo)
Hitting the lake with the boys on a weekend
Whipping the boat
No I can't be your boyfriend (Nope)

HOOK (SWIFT):

I don't love these hoes 
They don't love me neither 
The Feds thinks bro's a dealer 
Got nicked with Justin Beiber 
She just wanna

(8ok)
And if dem boy try to test us out, we going to the extent of getting some blazed
Man If you don't know bout izzi Jay by now, better check my resume

Wiley
Representing, ain't got the tee on
Today but you know it’s Boy Better know
Okay!

My name's Skepta, also known as H-A-Y
'Cause if I got P’s I'm

a bad diet
Tell 'em cut it out
Aye
I came in this bitch with my crodies
Feel like Justin Bieber how they on me
I'm a trenches baby ain't no hoe in me
I'm

in California, living like a dream 
Out in Colorado like Coach Prime, I put the M in Team  
NPeezy really ball, boy you would think I'm at Connecticut

why I'm around, will you still stick with me? 
Never wana stand by me Just wana still from me
My refusal gets your sharp thing under my skin like in

Bitch it's on
Hit-Boy 
I  make it look easy in these on
I make it look easy in
I got all this green like I'm a Sargent
I  got all this green like I

and pull the stache off with old pliers

Sometimes you gotta pop out and ban diddlers
Certified toucher boy, he got caught sending chat whispers
Walking

told him eat it up (Flo Milli shit)
He wanna taste
Eat it up (eat it up)
I told him eat it up(boy you better), he wanna taste 
Eat it up, he wanna

the games we be playing 
Hold up I’m bringing sexy back like I be Justin Timberlake 
For you I’ll cook I’ll clean I’ll even bake a dope cake
Run a hot bathe

the dolce's off the rack
Niggas be la boys
Posting simp quotes
Like your first name Justin
I'm in rolls royce
I can't see nobody
Diamonds bussin
You making no

I didn't even know my next guest was in town
but he just dropped by and I'm really excited
Ladies and gentlemen
Jive Turkey, motherfucker

Where you

so filthy, not too many can See me (see me)

I'm a creature from another species (species)
Still move, work throughout your city (city)
Been a bad boy

T-Bai, my replays she ask for
Your girl just fell through my trapdoor
Real shit, like Marty Lawrence and Will Smith
Bad boys, don't make us hit the kill

Yo, man, I'm straight out of Sebring, Florida, man, that lemon curve, know what I'm talkin' about
My boy Young is straight out the park, but you

on how much I'm consuming (chill)
Damn, how much I be taking
All I ate today was an Addy, so my hands are shaking (us)
Damn
My bad, I'm tryna do this

I pour it by the liter
Then she know I never settle cheaper
I can turn a benz to a beamer
I can do a lot of shit you dream of

You know I got it like