| Attention please, please brace for impact
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| P Money arrival in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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| P, this one’s mean
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| Call it a nightmare, so not a dream
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| Crowd goes mad, all the girls scream
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| When they see me, Benga and Skream
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| This one’s mad, letting off steam
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| P Money’s bad, missed enough streams
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| You wanna know how they know that it’s me?
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| Ratata, how’d you mean?
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| I’m on a high, you’re just lean
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| I put on a show they never seen
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| Slang Like This took over the scene
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| Cool, safe, blood, seen
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| I sound like money, it’s in my genes
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| It’s on my card, it’s in my jeans
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| How can I blast when the blast is me?
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| You’re just an ex woman like Jean
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| The most respected member
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| I make the vibe much better
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| Bouncing left, bouncing right
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| Cause I’m the dubstepper
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| Real gyal collector
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| Real trendsetter
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| We party so hard
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| The next day no one can remember
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| (If you can hear this on the floor)
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| (I want you screaming out for more)
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| P, this one’s sick
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| Call it a madman, so not a chick
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| Crowd goes mad, girls go skitz
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| It’s dub mania, this ain’t the BRITs
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| They’re like «how come your tune’s big?»
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| Mine goes bang, your one clicks
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| It’s an air raid live on the airwaves
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| Return of the blitz
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| You should’ve called this one stupid
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| The kick is dumb, bass is thick
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| Levels are high, yours are lit
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| Mine gets rinsed, yours gets mixed
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| You can’t tell me to do shit
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| Do it yourself, get down to it
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| I’m really here, forget all the wigs
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| Cause I’m P, and I’m the
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| Ratatata
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| You are locked into the sound of P Money
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| Nothing but bass in your system
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| This is the takeover, are you ready?
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| Step aside, step aside, cause we’re going in
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| Bouncing left, bouncing right
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| Cause I’m the dubstepper
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| This is a P Money world that we’re living in
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| We party so hard
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| The next day no one can remember
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| Give it up, give it up, you can never win
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| Bouncing left, bouncing right
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| Cause I’m the dubstepper
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| This is a P Money world that we’re living in
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| We party so hard
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| The next day no one can remember |