| Beat then I’m gone in the rrari
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| That’s a young horse in the stable
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| Me and my boys too renk
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| Fleek and the arse won’t save you
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| Tee you did tings for the city
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| How can we ever repay you?
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| Fucked all the peng lighties
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| Babe being more than grateful
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| Many washed dons on the road
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| Don’t know why them boy bothering
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| Same age as my big bro
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| I should let my big bro body them
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| Girl too buff for the club
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| At mine, all stoosh but swallowing
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| Say she in love with my voice
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| I think she thinks I’m Hollowman
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| Tell me you reckon I’ve changed
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| And I go and prove that you’re right
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| I just all think it’s a shame
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| The things that you do out of spite
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| Mixing mixing mix dirty dirt
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| Mix the dirt with the Sprite
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| Two two more sips on this ting
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| Probably try make you my wife
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| Got the girlies and the women
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| Model tings in the kitchen
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| Twenty chains, that’s the limit
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| LNIP boy I’m never switching
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| Try give advice and they never listen
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| Push up on me then you better lick it
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| Kick a bitch out I don’t ever kick it
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| I’m my own biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| New month, new city
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| Seems like I’m my biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| 'Coz new month there’s a new city
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| I was in uni for four days
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| We just fucked, didn’t do foreplay
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| Girl, you always get it your way
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| Put your arse first, what the score say?
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| Push my whole team through the doorway
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| Push the mañana boy, Jorge
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| The wrist still singing like Do-Re-
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| Me and your girl in the tour Range
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| Had a feeling that you had your guard up
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| Did a couple lines till you charged up
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| Uber to mine, never pass up
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| Fuck, fight, wouldn’t put it past us
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| Marry the boy
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| Said she a fan of the boy
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| Scoring, Ruud Van Nistelrooy
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| Hitting the puss and destroy
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| I’m my own biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| New month, new city
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| Seems like I’m my biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| 'Coz new month there’s a new city
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| Low-key as low-key can be
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| You can’t get rid of my team
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| What’s that? |
| That’s Maharishi
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| Still screaming «fuck the police»
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| Won’t stop till it’s complete
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| Flip it and then I repeat
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| Word to the g’s in the streets
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| They know it’s Jordy Wi-Fi
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| You can’t get rid of my guys
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| Those niggas fuck with my vibe
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| She said just do it like Nike
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| She said just do it like Nike
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| She does that thing that I like
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| While I’m as high as a kite
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| She does that thing that I like
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| While I’m as high as a kite
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| I’m my own biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| New month, new city
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| It’s been a minute
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| Since I’ve been in it
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| Seems like I’m my biggest critic
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| World won’t fucking stop spinning
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| 'Coz new month there’s a new city |