Letras

Way, you see that Cash Motto ting you got right there?
 It's wavy (Remix)
 Yep yep, light show, ya dun know, new ones
 One-line flow, quick time flew on
 Man, I've got old friends and new ones
 True, I had fake friends and true ones
 Look, RIP the real ones we lost this year
 North side still got this year
 Do you know how long my ends been on?
 Man from my ends put other ends on
 Gift with the words, man got the gift of the gab
 Don't let me give you a verse
 Pad called clapping, pencil porn
 And I back them out when I'm bored
 Like who wants to talk?
 No one, that's what I thought
 Man can't run out of bars, not when I'm here, though
 Man wanna draw me out, that's all air, though
 North side, me and my bruddaz still here though
 Pull up in the club with me and my bruddaz
 Got this Mac loaded with bangers, all by me and my bruddaz, hey
 Buff gyal wanna skank with me and my bruddaz
 No one can't tell me nothing, it's just me and my bruddaz, hey
 I show love all day, tree-huggers
 Breakfast with milk, no udders
 What a cheat, test me? Little buggers
 Shit creek, no paddle, no rudders
 I spit cold bars, cold shudders
 Jail crew, bang doors, food pluggers
 Broke laws, got caught, street muggers
 Any man wanna hate? Suck mothers
 Mandem on road, young thuggers
 No pain, no gain, Tough Mudders
 In hats and hoods, no Uggers
 Get rude, black eye, nose blooders
 That's right, my goons on crudders
 Real friends around me, no others
 Family, bredrins, fist spudders
 Show, ya dun know, my bruddaz
 Pull up in the club with me and my bruddaz
 Got this Mac loaded with bangers, all by me and my bruddaz, hey
 Buff gyal wanna skank with me and my bruddaz
 No one can't tell me nothing, it's just me and my bruddaz, hey
 Yo, me and my dons, me and my bruddaz
 You don't rate us? You can suck mothers
 Real ones only, no others
 You man are some thirsty for the fame bruddaz
 Man wanna bring him, man wanna be famous
 It's not what you think, the gram is outrageous
 See me on the TV, see me on the cable
 You can't have a seat, you bring nothing to the table
 Don been winning here way too long
 My brand, yeah, way too strong
 Yeah, man's been doing this ting from Craig David
 Had pepper grey, them man was singing K2 song, yeah
 Me and my bruddaz, yeah, we stay winning
 Bare sixes, you man have got no more innings
 You wanna be here for ten year plus?
 It's my blueprint you need to be preeing, pow
 Pull up in the club with me and my bruddaz
 Got this Mac loaded with bangers, all by me and my bruddaz, hey
 Buff gyal wanna skank with me and my bruddaz
 No one can't tell me nothing, it's just me and my bruddaz, hey
 Pull up in the club with me and my bruddaz
 Got this Mac loaded with bangers, all by me and my bruddaz, hey
 Buff gyal wanna skank with me and my bruddaz
 No one can't tell me nothing, it's just me and my bruddaz, hey
Written by: Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
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