Lyrics:
a black belt, had a kitten, loved your mom
Lookin' for the right girl to travel the world
With lips like yours you could talk me into anything
And with
on the asphalt
Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me
Everything you know is wrong
Black is
Trace 'em back to your lips, take you on a trip
Flip that switch
Make my world go black, hit me like a heart attack
Knock me flat on my back, yeah
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
consciousness and hold dominion over all space and time.
I know you are darkness but I am craving for that shade of black.
I wish we could be together right
Look
Black is beautiful, black is excellent
Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident
Workin' twice as hard as the people you know you
Isat, Conxept gang
Yeah they all my skis (aye)
You better get your SPF
Because we're dropping heat
Lips from the motherland
And you know they
(Stay poppin
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
'Cause you know them love black boys dancin'
And singin' and ballin'
You know them love black boys' strength
But don't love black boys
Let me see your
'Cause you know them love black boys dancin'
And singin' and ballin'
You know them love black boys' strength
But don't love black boys
Let me see your
meet in James Bond shit?
Another foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm shit
Niggas say my
Black watch I'm rets' to go
Black Glock cause you never know
I gotta black queen
And she's black gold
I got tact though
I don't tic for shit
Bitch, don't
my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you...baby
Sss..mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey
I'll be screaming facts
Sneak dissing I ain't into that
Pop in your face let you know where my feelings at
I talk my shit , stand by my shit like Trump.
of your plan
To seat my daughters there by your right hand
I know that you'll do what is right, Lord
For they are the lanterns, and you are the light
with the ice, when the
(crrrck) it'll quick drop
Passed by the trap, that's wassam
You can get by! Retarded!
Stripper getting money by the ziplock
Feel my wet lips
Ms. Parker don't you trip 'cause
Girl, I know you want me
Listen to my finger snaps
You dig the way I roll
And the way a brotha
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
Jesus, black Jesus
Jesus, black Jesus
I been feeling so down
I think they should know now
I think they should know what's up
That's that road
hear a click gonna release the clack love
Run in circles every time we laugh
Give it to you on time even though I'm black
Pull me by your words you
now that's the way to get me
Thinkin? about how she suck
By the way she part them lips and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin? about how she fuck
By
oh no
I don't need to be loved by you
See my lips on the
Mouth, everybody's talkin' now, baby
Ooh, you know it's true (Yeah! Yeah)
That I was born
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