| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey now
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| Fuck that shit, go glisten on ‘em
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| Just go Chris, gold finger on ‘em
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| If they’re offside, blow the whistle on ‘em
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| Black Lives Matter, go nigga on ‘em
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| Standing on the table, standing on the table
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| 20, bags upon the table, gyal upon the table
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| Been the man from when I was in college, if you’re speculating
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| 'Cause I was trying to get a pagan and an education
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| Drink up, smoke up and turn up
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| Mix up, rise up, burn up
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| Rise up, we link up, we earn it
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| Couple gyal, couple Tina’s, couple Turner’s
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| We get the money, cause the money is ours
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| We have to get the money, cause the money is ours
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| We have to get the money, cause the money is ours
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey now
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| Might spend 20 cause I’m gettin' it
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| God might do it for the helluvit
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| Heart on my sleeve, see the red in it
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| Army fatigue, I’m a veteran (perfect)
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| Take one shot and deflected it
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| Black don’t crack that’s the melanin
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| That chick there, that’s my nemesis
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| She made my head spin like the exorcist
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| Treat her like a lady, treat her like a lady
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| Here’s the keys to my Mercedes, beat in my Mercedes
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| Pull up in the centre mid, but I ain’t no Fellaini
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| Took the jacket straight off, I’m going over crazy
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| Mad sick mi head cya work with it
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| Backway we wan reverse in it
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| This time there’s no three words fi it
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| Mi a big man, mi can’t 3:30 it
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| Drink up, smoke up and turn up
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| Mix up, rise up, burn up
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| Rise up, we link up, we earn it
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| Couple gyal, couple Tina’s, couple Turner’s
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| We get the money, cause the money is ours
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| We have to get the money, cause the money is ours
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| We have to get the money, cause the money is ours
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey now
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| See me grew up on the corner
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| Man are rollin' through the city with my G’s them that ride
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| Me have to put the whistle on her
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| 'Cause I know these haters round me
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| Might think they can slide
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| See me grew up on the corner
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| Man are rollin' through the city with my G’s them that ride
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| Me have to put the whistle on her
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| 'Cause I know these haters round me
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| Might think they can slide
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey now
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whistle , by - Wretch 32. Song from the album FR32, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп