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Yo I am a rapper slash nang singer song writer from
when i was a younger even up to this day
Man trying to drag me under

What a bumba you know that you can find me i never change
my number
I don’t mind if these private callers wanna carry on
blinging off my line
I’m happy to remind that if there gal was to see me on
there one’s they would wanna bang me or give me the shines
I’m a Dappa X white gold chain ripper
Crack pusher man if it need be
Last man to pull his hands on my chain found himself
in a scarred.. oil greasy (Ni)
Nananizle
North east south west whole of the country
I’m kinda famous… thanks popsy
You want food stay around dubsy
C’s got the leng ting, trust me

Bun your cheap talk (pop, pop)
What do you think i am?
See me me me I’m on a mad ting
You don’t understand
Never will i sing sing to the feds like couple man i know
Snitch (know)
Plonka (know)
Fool
Yo if you stackin up p and you aint frontin then you have
the right to represent London
Know Me
Na na nini
Nana
If you’ve got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heartbreaker
Know me
Hahaha
Hahaha

[SKEPTA]
Guess who it is yeah its Skepta
never will i sing to da inspector
eventually ima chart top this 2 years back
this all started wiv..
am am doing it again 2010
i asked Tulisa if it was OK to feature
and i was like brap brap let me go for it.
Pass the key to the door let me open it
your never gonna blow wiv it.. get over it
too many many many man have been fucked for years
and they ain’t got nufink to show for it.
back in 05 my line so dead
i ws taking £16.40…
Nowerdays i rep BBk
all day Monday to Sunday like Shorty.

Bun your cheap talk (pop, pop)
What do you think i am?
See me me me I’m on a mad ting
You don’t understand
Never will i sing sing to the feds like couple man i knowwww
You’re a snitch i was there
Duku yourself
If you stackin up p and you aint frontin then you have
the right to represent London
Know Me
Na na nini
Nana
If you’ve got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heartbreaker
Know me
Hahaha
Hahaha

Wait til you see what I end up with (Mills)
Momma didn’t raise no dumb kid
Came from the dirt and licking man’s merc
But now in a bema one series turbs
Money, money makes the world go round
The same way the money makes the girls go down
Blatantly killin’ them
No more playing man a hundred pound
Straight ten grand minimum

My car, my house, my bills
These bitches know the deal (Tell em T)
Cause they’re all paid by me
I got my own money and i ain’t looking for no footballers
So if you wanna bring it to me
Let’s take it back
I will defeat you

Bun your cheap talk (pop, pop)
What do you think i am?
See me me me I’m on a mad ting
You don’t understand
Never will i sing sing to the feds like couple man i know
Snitch (know)
Plonka (know)
Fool
Yo if you stackin up p and you ain’t frontin then you
have the right to represent London
Know Me
Na na nini
Nana
If you’ve got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heartbreaker
Know me
Hahaha
Hahaha