| Walk in the stu, then I turn the Mac on
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| Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
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| Always got my hood up, or I got a hat on
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| Spurs v.s. |
| anyone, man’ll put a bag on
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| Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
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| You can’t war with man cuh' you’ll lose
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| Now I’ve got sponsors nicing man shoes
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| Mandem are next to make your man snooze
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| Meeting at nine, but I’m gonna sleep late
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| I be spinning clubs, suttun like a DJ
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| Now I’m getting dough, so I’m tryna eat great
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| Leader of the gang, call a brother TJ
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| Run a man down, call a brother Piqué
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| Still up in the Grove, call a man CJ
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| I was with Wiley stirring up a heatwave
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| If a chick’s got a mad back get a replay, yeah
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| Bro, I’m on a mad one
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| If I’m heading up to Brum, I holla SafOne
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| I got a brother who don’t even have an Apple ID
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| That will hold his finger down until the Mac’s done
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| Yeah they wanna talk loads, it’s a minor
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| Cuh' they’re stuck up in a hole like a miner
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| I cut them off with an axe like a miner
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| Bangs having them look like a hit from Desiigner, mad
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| My man are on gangster behavior
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| Couple teefs wanna run with my flavour
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| If we’re doing well in West, then salute me
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| I put niggas back up on the map, I’m the saviour
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| Bros with the razor
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| Looking like COD, strapped with a lazer
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| If you had faith, ask for a favour
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| Did it on my own, I ain’t signed to a major
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| Walk in the stu, then I turn the Mac on
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| Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
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| Always got my hood up or I got a hat on
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| Spurs v.s. |
| anyone, man’ll put a bag on
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| Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
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| You can’t war with man cuh' you’ll lose
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| Now I’ve got sponsors nicing man shoes
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| Mandem are next to make your man snooze
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| A beat just came, JC put the Mac on
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| Ain’t got a trim, I got a hoodie or a hat on
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| Man might pick an MC and just snap on
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| Tell a boy back off, might get spat on
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| AJ winged out, I took the baton
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| Spin man like man just put the track on
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| Yeah, niggas chatting about sales, oh please (lowe it)
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| Only plaque you’ve got in your teeth
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| K-M-T, L-O-L
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| Suck your girl, go to hell
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| Red or blue? |
| Pop a pill
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| You’re industry, I’m off the rails
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| Word for word, truly don
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| Got the juice, Rubicon
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| On the set, you be lost
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| Not a shellers, who you conning?
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| Mad when you put me on a verse
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| Put me on the beat, get it acapella, could be worse
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| Cuh' man get handy with the flows
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| Skip on the beat then hang you with the rope (man down)
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| I pull up on antics
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| Always got a pack and a bottle when I’m landing
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| Chipmunk stands out so they can stand him
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| Me nuh give a fuck though, still getting bands in
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| Walk in the stu, then I turn the Mac on
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| Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
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| Always got my hood up or I got a hat on
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| Spurs v.s. |
| anyone, man’ll put a bag on
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| Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
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| You can’t war with man cuh' you’ll lose
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| Now I’ve got sponsors nicing man shoes
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| Mandem are next to make your man snooze
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| I do it for the P’s and I do it for the flows
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| Walk in the club, bare yats for the deal
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| Bare peach backs in the place doing wobble
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| But it looking like I’m cooling off of Jellyfish Fields
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| Tell a yat in ya face, can’t pay for your meals
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| Fuck postcode beef, I just want bills
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| Girls wanna stay round, girls wanna film
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| Girls wanna brag and show friends couple stills
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| AJ, I’ll spin a big man for a laugh
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| Cause I’ve had more wheels than you’ve had hot baths
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| Mask on my face like I don’t want SARS
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| And I make more bread, I employ more staff
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| Man’s got a manager, man’s got a stylist
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| Man’s got bare sauce but you can’t buy this
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| Man’s got a lawyer, man’s got an agent
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| I make a next stack every time I close my eyelids
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| Trapaholics voice drop, where did you find this?
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| Scrapping on a big back, man’a just whine it
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| If she ain’t a 10, nah I won’t dine it
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| Award on my shelf, now I’ve gotta shine it
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| You thought that was your flow, but I designed it
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| They was catting for the EP but I timed it
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| better, combed on the top
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| Skin fades on the sides and I just line it
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| Walk in the stu, then I turn the Mac on
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| Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
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| Always got my hood up or I got a hat on
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| Spurs v.s. |
| anyone, man’ll put a bag on
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| Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
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| You can’t war with man cuh' you’ll lose
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| Now I’ve got sponsors nicing man shoes
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| Mandem are next to make your man snooze
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| Snooze, Mac on
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| Ting, baton
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| Hood up, Hat on
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| Anyone, Bag on
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| Juice, Lose
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| Shoes, Next
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| Snooze |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Capri-Sun , by - Aj Tracey. Song from the album Lil Tracey - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп