Lyrics Exhibit E - Mik

Exhibit E

Exhibit E
Transformation time, DD
What you saying?
Oh, yeah, you bloody liar
Get two lick with the curtain wire
Your face ain’t bait on YouTube
But my name’s all over the flyer
Big ting that me have in me boxers
Trust me, that’s your girl’s desire
When I’m on set, I spit that gunpowder
Mixed up with a bit of fire
I’m old school like Kieron Dyer
Get hotted up while you’re spraying bars in the rave
And I don’t mean with a blowdryer
Get two shot in your neck like
Have man screaming notes like this was choir
Ain’t no comedy, Richard Fryer
When I touch down in a rave that I’m booked for
Big batty girls is all I require
I’m on a track like F1 tyre
My ex girlfriend try holla me on the Facebook
I told that girl «retire»
Got a little Cypriot ting
I see every now and then, I call that Maya
Girls wanna please me, girls wanna tease me
Something like Shaka Demus & Plier
Bars and flows, I’m shotting out loads
So holla at me if you wanna get higher
Air Force One consistent buyer
Me v. you in a clash, that’s one-sided
So why would you even try-a
I give the girl dem brilliant face
Never been a rose and wine supplier
Hit 'em with the
Bet you thought I was gonna say fire