| Well I’m a lover not a fighter
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| So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now
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| Cause I came for kicks, not for arguments
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| No woah oh oh, cause I’m a lover not a fighter
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| Leave a message after the beep
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| Hello?
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| Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots
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| I feel like Cruella de Vil the way I be stealing the spot
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| When all the shutters is down, bitch we be still in the shop
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| I shop for clothes when it’s closed, that’s why I feel like the boss
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| In my vintage eBay watch, that’s why I feel like the Hoff
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| Weren’t gonna wait for no institute not to gimme a job
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| These critics giving me bollocks, that’s why I give em my crotch
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| These paps are getting too nosey, that’s why I give em my snot
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| Cause I just tripled my cost of living: steak, salmon, lobster, chicken
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| That’s made in my Boffi kitchen by Rosa Dacosta women
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| Come from Disturbing London, the city of foster children
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| Grateful what God has given, save us from constant sin
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| In the city of God, I’m from the city of God
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| Bitch, I’ve been up in the Shard, I really been at the top
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| Separate the man from the man dem, find out who’s real and who’s not
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| Can’t take the heat? |
| Then get out the kitchen and gimme the pot
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| You know what?
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| Hello?
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| I used to sit on the settee eating a tin of spaghetti
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| Now women think that I’m sexy because I been on the telly
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| Car like 007, them alloys spin in Pirellis
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| I’m with a gold-digging heffer, I call her Miss Moneypenny
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| Well is it real? |
| Is it fake? |
| Somebody gimme a break
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| I grew up on minimum wage and I grew up in an estate
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| These rappers calling me bruv and they can’t even relate
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| Are they even ready and willing to do anything that it takes?
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| I saw my teacher from college, she says she thinks that I’m great
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| I’m gonna give her the D cos she never gimme an A
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| She’s tryna get in my jeans, I’m tryna kick off my Js
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| Take off my D&Gs and give her my DNA, cause
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| All these bitches be loving me, sipping my bubbly
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| Watching Hangover hungover, be the quickest recovery
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| Couple bad grades, I did shit in my study leave
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| And now she wants my name and a kiss on them double Ds
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| And I love it
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| I’ve got too much love to burn babe
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| Ain’t got no time to exchange words babe
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| Things to do, people to see
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| Yeah I guess we all gotta play the game
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| Hello? |