Lyrics:
Billy
(Yeah Billy, yo Billy)
I'll be your licence to chill
Ooh what a feeling
I'm rocking and reeling
Seeing is believing
And you got the key
an HGV, you're a full licence
Don't carry no weight like this
I'm a known heavyweight inna dis
You're known as a bantamweight inna dis
If your girl ever
to keep your licence clean
Better slow down for the lights
There's a cop up there who sits up all night
Take the hill in second gear
And you can see my
woo)
Rap life, licence and invitation to act like I'm living the fast life
Long way away from relating to the far side
I was the dude they used
the mountain
But a tree is blocking
The water flowing
Went to the car rental
They said to me
"You need a log book
And a licence, son"
Water's flowing
the mountain
But a tree is blocking
The water flowing
Went to the car rental
They said to me
"You need a log book
And a licence, son"
Water's flowing
Well if the wife and I are fussin' brother that's our right
Cause me and that sweet woman's got a licence to fight
Why don't you mind your own
licence
Do we fall in love or fly
Do you really understand
Do you feel the need to try
Do you even care for me
Do you ever wonder why
Rage and then
the Polish off-licence
"They don't mind" said the arsehole to the legs
You got to be cruel to be kind, shit bank
Save it up like Norbert Colon
Release
my hands,
part of my sentence for taking the licence to think
of impossible plans. working my fingers to the bone, keeping my hands on t
Ngs of that
I am science
Yo soy ciencia
Yo soy ciencia
I am science
Yo soy ciencia
Yo soy ciencia
Ah
Born in a way
Don't need a licence
Up not down
I won't be
know
I know they see me on the camera
Might just link Samantha
Mix the gentlemen with gansta
Quickly stop off at the off licence
Bossman, let me
swervin' in the foreign
That without no licences
I'm with Yachty mix that soda
Like we fuckin' vikings
We in LA on some shit that we ain't ever trap
I'm
a run taxi
And don’t have a road licence
You call cops that a weh you do
The wrecker just come and tek weh yours too
Weh you a call, a call mi name fah?
to dream about crazy little things like fame
In the days hanging outside the off licence
We used to run around the steets reckless with no shame
Mainly up
Watch him over can I see your licence sir
I aint ready to blow in the bag
I ain't ready to lose my rag
Gotta work out what I'm gonna say
Chorus
So keep
Il est des jours où Cupidon s'en fout
Si vous m'avez donné toute licence
Le cœur, hélas, n'était pas dans le coup
Le feu sacré brillait par son
caught, I don't care, I'm minted!
Driving in the fast lane, ready for the violence
Had six points before I even had the licence
Now I'm legit and I couldn't
just somethin' 'bout them niggas when they out the hood (ow)
I let him hold my car with no licence (yep)
Knock a bitch out, got 'em like I'm Mike Tyson
damn...
Paper licence plates on the Golden Gate
Interstate, grace playin' high stakes
Dice roll, winner takes all, tryna ball all, catch me if I fall
Risky
New Jersey turnpike
Riding on a wet night
'Neath the refinery's glow
Down where the great black river flow
Licence, registration:
I ain't got
stressing out cab drivers
Skengs in the wiz, no licence
I know fu-, I know full well where the 9 is
You can't talk about riding
18 hunna for the new
where I live
Neighbours are cool so they don't mind the piff
Still no licence, late night it's a risk
Big back power clean in the gym
Got bones, got
play, everyday, sexy, shady,
Keep in on the down low,
'cause you like it my way, allday
You got a licence for your body,
You carry on you're gonna hurt
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