"I've just listened to Branches
What the heck?
That is. it's so cold"
South London resident, Should be the president
Isn't that evident
PREE
Bad by nature
Boy next door, draw a smith at Will
That's a bad boy neighbour
The Reid's live next door, and Christina got it bad
I'm tryna love thy neighbour
To make it to heaven, me I gotta love thy saviour
There's no point tryna love man later
Prince phillip, witj the liz, boy better know that I (love my paper)
Go on then Go on then, dish man jollof
Longevity's been a virtue,
You ain't too cool, I seen man get on a high horse, fell off
If man try claim one drill that he ain't done, the guys intervene and a man get tell off
If you're calling me bares and it ain't bout ps, Ima grab man's line and take my bell off
Darkness we saw, sharpen my sword
Late night spliff, gotta talk to the Lord
Some man faked their part in the war
Scoff and I laugh as I grind up my raw, like ah
Parts in the North
Passing the parce', with collections of garms and assorts
Stuff that I garnered in morgue
I want your favourite rapper's, armour and more
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea (pree)
Ay boss man, 3 wings and a chips, gotta munch 'fore I hit that strip
Diamonds, make your eyesight, glitch
Smiling, my grill ain't off wish
Bare shots on shots on shots
Shoulda seen the way the mandem made, Au swish
Tun around like Ay who's this?
That one there could never be my chick
But you know what's mad, nah what?
I got girls that never f*cked with the kid that's seeing im the cream of the crop (maud)
Cream of the what? Lad
Got me just creaming this dots, rad
For my bank account of course, got a nigga that can do that job, bad
Try at me and like acne, he will pop them spots, they will pop right off
What you gonna tell the doc, "uhh, I'm here coz I was talking alot"
Talking alot
Talking alot
Don't get popped like pox
I ain't really feeling the fox, no roddy, a nigga really feeling the box
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea
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"I've just listened to Branches
What the heck?
That is. it's so cold"
South London resident, Should be the president
Isn't that evident
PREE
Bad by nature
Boy next door, draw a smith at Will
That's a bad boy neighbour
The Reid's live next door, and Christina got it bad
I'm tryna love thy neighbour
To make it to heaven, me I gotta love thy saviour
There's no point tryna love man later
Prince phillip, witj the liz, boy better know that I (love my paper)
Go on then Go on then, dish man jollof
Longevity's been a virtue,
You ain't too cool, I seen man get on a high horse, fell off
If man try claim one drill that he ain't done, the guys intervene and a man get tell off
If you're calling me bares and it ain't bout ps, Ima grab man's line and take my bell off
Darkness we saw, sharpen my sword
Late night spliff, gotta talk to the Lord
Some man faked their part in the war
Scoff and I laugh as I grind up my raw, like ah
Parts in the North
Passing the parce', with collections of garms and assorts
Stuff that I garnered in morgue
I want your favourite rapper's, armour and more
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea (pree)
Ay boss man, 3 wings and a chips, gotta munch 'fore I hit that strip
Diamonds, make your eyesight, glitch
Smiling, my grill ain't off wish
Bare shots on shots on shots
Shoulda seen the way the mandem made, Au swish
Tun around like Ay who's this?
That one there could never be my chick
But you know what's mad, nah what?
I got girls that never f*cked with the kid that's seeing im the cream of the crop (maud)
Cream of the what? Lad
Got me just creaming this dots, rad
For my bank account of course, got a nigga that can do that job, bad
Try at me and like acne, he will pop them spots, they will pop right off
What you gonna tell the doc, "uhh, I'm here coz I was talking alot"
Talking alot
Talking alot
Don't get popped like pox
I ain't really feeling the fox, no roddy, a nigga really feeling the box
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea
What the heck?
That is. it's so cold"
South London resident, Should be the president
Isn't that evident
PREE
Bad by nature
Boy next door, draw a smith at Will
That's a bad boy neighbour
The Reid's live next door, and Christina got it bad
I'm tryna love thy neighbour
To make it to heaven, me I gotta love thy saviour
There's no point tryna love man later
Prince phillip, witj the liz, boy better know that I (love my paper)
Go on then Go on then, dish man jollof
Longevity's been a virtue,
You ain't too cool, I seen man get on a high horse, fell off
If man try claim one drill that he ain't done, the guys intervene and a man get tell off
If you're calling me bares and it ain't bout ps, Ima grab man's line and take my bell off
Darkness we saw, sharpen my sword
Late night spliff, gotta talk to the Lord
Some man faked their part in the war
Scoff and I laugh as I grind up my raw, like ah
Parts in the North
Passing the parce', with collections of garms and assorts
Stuff that I garnered in morgue
I want your favourite rapper's, armour and more
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea (pree)
Ay boss man, 3 wings and a chips, gotta munch 'fore I hit that strip
Diamonds, make your eyesight, glitch
Smiling, my grill ain't off wish
Bare shots on shots on shots
Shoulda seen the way the mandem made, Au swish
Tun around like Ay who's this?
That one there could never be my chick
But you know what's mad, nah what?
I got girls that never f*cked with the kid that's seeing im the cream of the crop (maud)
Cream of the what? Lad
Got me just creaming this dots, rad
For my bank account of course, got a nigga that can do that job, bad
Try at me and like acne, he will pop them spots, they will pop right off
What you gonna tell the doc, "uhh, I'm here coz I was talking alot"
Talking alot
Talking alot
Don't get popped like pox
I ain't really feeling the fox, no roddy, a nigga really feeling the box
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party crunk
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, come around and make that jump
Come around and
All the bad bs in the club, when you see it, everybody, girl, boy, go ahead and Jump
Got a table, bottles with the gs
We the peeps, who got the party tun
If you got a big bum, flat bum, or even, if that
Bumpa plump, yea
Come around and jump, yea
Writer: Nathaniel Simms-Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid