| I’m a young ragga brother from the LDN, in my Nike air bubbles and they cost
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| one ten.
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| Got these beanies on ma lap, and they all want the length, I’m a ghetto
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| superstar, come straight from the ends.
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| An I walk it like I talk it, brother ain’t just hype, makin' moves for the
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| money everyday an every night.
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| Best to believe I keep it tight, best to believe I’m movin' right,
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| keep my business on the low, you best to believe I’m outta sight
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| I like money money money, girls girls, cash cash, I’ll let the champagne splash.
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| Yo, I’m not a gang banger but I’m good with a mash, make you scratch your head
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| an wonder is he really that flash
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| But it really doesn’t matter cos you know I keep it movin, middle of the
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| dancefloor, lean, I’m grooving.
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| Baby cocked her bumper out, you know I gotta wind it, when we leave the club
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| I’m really gonna get behind it.
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| Nike air bubbles on my feet, lookin fresh, got my brand new garms on,
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| dress to impress.
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| Got my phone line poppin, all these beanies gotta crush, keep something in my
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| pocket case these fellas try an rush.
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| Brown eyes, five ten, dark skin, Mr Dizzee rascal, why you even askin.
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| Under cover lover, girls call me buff ting, but, used to keep a balaclava
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| restin on my chin.
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| An it’s the ends here, hustle hustle, bling bing, blow it in, about to hear the
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| fat lady sing.
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| Don’t matter what I’m sayin, it’s the answer within, but, lifes a jungle,
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| everybody wants to be the king.
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| But it’s alright though, I got my eyes on the prize, money in my draw,
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| bigger picture in my eyes.
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| Hands around my testicles, little finger risen, every step that I take is a
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| step with precision.
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| I’m precise, precisely why my future’s lookin nice, the penthouse is lovely,
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| it’s a shame about the price.
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| But you only live twice, that’s on the real, no matter where I am I’ll always
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| be the real deal.
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| Education starts with discipline, I’m listenin, but conversations kinda muffled
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| since I got rich and tings.
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| Double turn, indirectly spoke, I never heard a thing, under ground or
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| overground, whats the difference I’m the king.
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| Learnt devine right, its my heinsight. |
| I see it all, cos I aint that fake to
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| spread my wings an fly, you’re a fool.
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| Talikn like you’re mighty and you’re high, but I know you’re small,
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| there’s no logic in your gossip, just the writings on the wall.
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| Over ignorant, you aint got it, you just play far, far from the realist old dog,
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| menace, you’re a mark.
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| If you’re deep, why you gotta roll fifty to the club, blood, who d’you think
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| your foolin with that fake crew love.
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| The streets don’t cater for no long term plan, these roads don’t give a damn
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| about any man.
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| I try an show these brothers, they refuse to understand, so I’ll just keep doin
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| what I’m doin while I can.
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| East side crew, west side crew, north side crew, south side crew.
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| East side crew, west side crew, north side crew, saw side crew. |