| I make hitz, not the public
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| I tell the DJs what to play! |
| Understand?
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| I make hitz, not the public
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| I tell the DJs what to play! |
| Understand?
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| Baa baa black sheep, rock star, rap G
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| Make enough dough to own a black card, that’s deep
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| I’ve been getting real fucking friendly with the banks man
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| And I don’t mean Phil, Carlton, Hilary or Ashley.
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| Papz see me up in the vicinity and flash me
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| I’m the definition of definitive and catchy
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| The only thing that’s bigger, quicker, slicker
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| More black and more uppper London is a taxi
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| Bitch I’m so sick, I need a mother fucking vaccine
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| Picky ring style like some mother fucking vaseline
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| Centre of attention like a Bang &Olufsen
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| HD in vision for a flat screen
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| The only ever time I see you niggers on kisses is like 2am or when you go to
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| pucker up
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| Look 60 M4 babe you need to buckle up
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| All my women so zoo, all my women so nuts
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| So raw and uncut no fucking edits
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| She won’t even get a hype, she made no fucking effort
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| And all you silly singers and you ring tone rappers
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| Like school dinner curries
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| Don’t fucking get it
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| My car is a unleaded
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| Got a yard with a terrace
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| She called me chauvinistic
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| But she can’t even spell it
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| I don’t wanna hear another nigga say you fly
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| If you ain’t never been on business class on the Emirates
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| I’m a racket, I’m tennis
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| I’m Dennis, I’m a menace
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| Call me Rob Pattinson, I got a lot of niggas jealous
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| I’m a mentos mint in a can of Dr Pepper
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| That’s tick, tick, tick, tick, boom to you fellas
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| It’s so important that your mighty Nigella
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| A’int lipsin' if her name a’int Remi or stella
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| Got a big bag of tricks and Mary Poppin’s umbrella
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| Cause we’re 'bout to rain on them like London weather |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hitz , by - Chase & Status. Song from the album No More Idols, in the genre Драм-н-бэйс