| Who’s that peeping through my window
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| What the fuck you what fuck you want
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| Who’s that peeping through my window
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| What fuck you want
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| What the fuck you lookin' at
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| Wake me with kenco End my day with hello
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| Run straight out my pen though
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| Kept it up on ten toes
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| Did you not get memo
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| No officer I was at home Playing GTA 4
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| No not Gran Turismo
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| That whip weren’t stolen by us
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| Yeah I swear we rode the bus home
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| Passed the boarded flats and drunk bloke
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| Marsh farm was a fucking drug zone
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| When my uncle had that rental
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| And house was a fucking rental
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| Most love to my fucking rents though
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| Mumma never paid the rent though
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| When My poppa died we were dead broke
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| My uncle died sorta bless though
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| See around that time it was end goal
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| Tryna exercise and stretch loads
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| Take a look through my fucking window
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| Just CCJ’s and bad loans
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| Just weeping baby’s man grown
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| Took a leap of faith tadpole
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| Like hello
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| Who’s that (x 27)
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| Who’s that peeping through my window
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| What the fuck you what fuck you want
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| Who’s that peeping through my window
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| What fuck you want
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| What the fuck you lookin' at
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| Two eyes in the back of my head
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| See shots like a camera lens
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| Duck um all fuck um all hearing heat from an old flame coming like dragons last
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| breath
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| Tryna take but haven’t asked yet
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| No no make a madam half step
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| Man dem aren’t guest
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| Best keep your shoes on you ain’t gonna dampen our step
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| Keep peeping I’m knee deep in a b screaming that need meat like she been vegan
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| 3 geezers with 2 divas in 1 evening that’s a scene that will need cleaning
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| She peeping n' got the horn like a beep beep got the invite now it’s all even
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| 2 2s we could shut the curtain and all swerve them
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| But just wana see who preed this
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| I see’s ya’s
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| Like shaking on the floor tryina breath quick
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| Couple geezers on a bait ting
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| Looking waved feeling sea sick
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| See Adidas on the table getting racked and I lean in
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| Then I peep that people are peepin'
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| Got their phones out them a keep no deleting
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| That’s fucked
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| All for the
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| Peace of mind
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| Might just pick some pickled peppers in like I’m peter pipe
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| Likkle bickers back and forth didn’t have no reason to lie
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| But at least you tried
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| Bright bright think I’m blind think I’m peaking right
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| I know you’re watching peaky blinders cos I’m peeking through blinds Truth be
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| told I’m feeling nice
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| I can’t even lie
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| But you’re looking at me just like Jesus Christ
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| And I know I take the piss 2 but it’s like you take the piss 3
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| Yeah it’s like u take the biscuit I’m rich bitch not rich tea
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| Got my feet up on your settee
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| Cos if u think u can walk all over me then fuck your couch
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| Nigga
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| Who’s that peeping through my window What the fuck you what fuck you want Who’s
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| that peeping through my window What fuck you want
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| What the fuck you lookin' at |