Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serving Fries, artist - Row DDate of issue: 27.10.2016
Song language: English
Serving Fries |
| Haunting flows, strap bars late in the night |
| So far gone, not a pagan in sight |
| Send me the mic, I’ll bake anytime, anywhere |
| Now it’s that time of the year |
| I’ll start going H•A•M and you can’t bring pride anywhere |
| Send me the mic cuh you don’t wanna rally in here |
| Body man, make crews start shedding nuff family tears |
| Intro screaming all of your gangs |
| I ain’t ever seen you on no frontline |
| 28 gram this, 28 gram that |
| I ain’t ever seen you on no cunch line |
| Better leave with the mic, bare when I talk |
| I’ll violate man, don’t leave me the right |
| Make man freeze on the mic, murk man in threes on the mic |
| Cap Lee’s on the mic |
| I don’t believe them guys |
| They ain’t real, I can see it in their eyes |
| Ain’t got a mash and they don’t sell pies |
| But they jump on the track and they wanna tell lies |
| Putting on some badboy disguise |
| Mumzy cries when somebody dies |
| So don’t talk like you’re selling food |
| When you’re in a restaurant just serving fries |
| Man wanna talk like the baddest in the world |
| But they don’t know 'bout the baggies and the scales |
| My man said he was moving food |
| He was in Tesco stacking up the shelves |
| Fake pimpster, ain’t banging any girls |
| Shit CDs, tell me how many you sell |
| I put the lemon in the L, get high but I’m never gonna chill |
| Cause I could’ve been sitting in a cell |
| That could’ve been me |
| If the police had searched me properly |
| Real talk, fam, that would’ve been peak |
| Thank God I hid the food in my boxers |
| Boydem never found nuttin' on me |
| MCs lie they’re about that life |
| So I don’t wanna hear one of them speak |
| I don’t believe them guys |
| They ain’t real, I can see it in their eyes |
| Ain’t got a mash and they don’t sell pies |
| But they jump on the track and they wanna tell lies |
| Putting on some badboy disguise |
| Mumzy cries when somebody dies |
| So don’t talk like you’re selling food |
| When you’re in a restaurant just serving fries |