Lyrics Lyrics & Flows - P Money

Lyrics & Flows

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, round and round it goes
Whoa, round and round it goes
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, round and round it goes
Hey, round and round it goes
Yo, I don’t play, this is not EA
Minimum wage?
Promoter, behave
Make sure I’ve got a rider onstage
And three hotel rooms, prepaid
Got a big lyric called «what did he say?»
When I start it, the crowd say «what did he say?»
But I don’t repeat it on the third line
But I hit 'em with the fourth like «what did he say?»
Cause I’m grimy when I’m rhyming with my hood up
In quick time and when I ride in, I get a pull-up
If it’s a hype ting, we’ll slide in when I pull up
DM sliding when I glide in, skrrt, pull up
I does this, then man shoulda, woulda, coulda
I got clarity, dem man dududududu
I’m P Money in a snapback and my hood up
But I’m Wiley to every single girl that I stood up, cause
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, round and round it goes
Whoa, round and round it goes
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, round and round it goes
Hey, round and round it goes
Yo, fam, let me tell you why I’m nang
Probably the first grime man in Japan
Every single MC that clashed me ran
Left with their girlfriends, I left with their fans
Money Over Everyone, yeah, that was me
Put together dubstep and grime, that was me
Bosnia, Russia, Australia, Croatia
Can’t forget Germany, bro, that was me
If you wanna spar me, you are barmy, you need an army
You ain’t dark, G, can’t dark me cause I’m a darkie
Can’t harm me, run up, charge me or disarm me
I’m old school but I ain’t Atari, bro, wallahi
My conservative labour works more than a party
Nah, G, on my own, I was calling the party
Humble with it, but I’ll get a D Double rewind
If you might see me go back to being nasty
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, round and round it goes
Whoa, round and round it goes
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, round and round it goes
Hey, round and round it goes
Like yo, let me tell you why I’m cold
Made a lot of bangers, none of them sound old
«Slang Like This», man, you already know
«10/10» now, you already know
Younger than them but I was one of the seniors
Badded up festivals and I done arenas
They ain’t even done this and they was on a major
I ain’t even dropped no album, idiots
Zim zimma, I was getting bigger and bigger
They couldn’t say I weren’t the winner when I got in the bimmer
They can’t buy my style, I’ll six-figure the bidder
They call me chinchilla cause I’ll put their chin on a chiller, it’s mad
Are you hearing the way I’ve been flowing?
It’s mad
All the rates and the raves I’ve been going, it’s mad
Lowkey at the show so we go in the back
When your chick picks me up, we go in the back
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, round and round it goes
Whoa, round and round it goes
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, round and round it goes
Hey, round and round it goes
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, big boy lyric and flow
Whoa, round and round it goes
Whoa, round and round it goes
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, big boy lyric and flow
Hey, round and round it goes
Hey, round and round it goes