Idris Elba

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Yo!
Beers in the house
Cans on the couch
Bags in my pouch
And I'm handing them out (Let's go)
Never no doubt
I'm moving it now
We got the wickedest gang in the south
Best in the east
Sit down to eat (Bow!)
I wanna breeze
I want the p's
Hit up my guy
He don't believe (Nah)
Japanese steeze head overseas (Where?)
Grab it and smack it
Becky a savage
She said she left her grinder at Jazz's
She likes to smoke
Yeh we got dope (Jeez)
So many trees, this jungle is massive
Jungle is massive
Income is passive
But my DJ active (What?)
Another classic
You know we mashed it
Man I just made the beat do a backflip
One-step, two-step to the beat (Come on)
Fill my cup with something sweet
Some man say that's not for me
But us man call that therapy
It's like we're just dancing we're just freaks
In the kitchen, take the heat
If you don't like it, you can leave
I'm in the rave, I'll take the bean
I'm in the rave, I take a bean (Woo!)
Who let them dogs out? just let them in
Ben's looking froggy off that ketamine
I've done a backflip then I met them freaks, aye!
Eyes be low cause I've seen some shit (Yep)
Icy cold, call me Mr.Freeze (Aye)
No sugar for me, I'm sweet as is (Yo)
Splash the bill then we bill them spliffs
Yeah we build them spliffs
Rolled up like six
Yeah, Yeah I'm back in the sticks (What?)
Couldn't write my script, nah
I'm moving it quick
John Cena, Yeah ya can't see me
Air Force ones, they're white and creamy
I'm so handsome, lean and dreamy
Poppin' the bottle, It's getting steamy
Yeah
Yeah, I pull up to Hackney
Them boys back me
Sat in the back seat (Aye)
I'm sky walking (Yo)
Slept through morning
Them boys calling
Stopped, I'm pausing
Stop I'm pausing (Aye)
Catch me yawning
Cause your boring
Catch me snoring
Drinks get pouring
Kick your doors in
A little bit of luck we can get these draws in
Never don't do it just cause they tell ya (Never)
Many talents like Idris Elba (Ah!)
Hit me up I got something to sell ya
Smoking on something like Patty and Selma
Smoking on something like Patty and Selma
Out in the back of the club where the players are (Yeah)
We was them scammers
Now we them hackers (What?)
We just make bangers on bangers on bangers (Aye)
See me in the streets, I'm swerving the lanes
Cut you up like you was cocaine
I'm a rude kid, Nah, I don't do praying
See me on a Sunday morning raving (Nah, nah, nah)
Just raving (Yeah)
Way we go back to back they need saving
I'm in the back of the club misbehaving
Still, life is amazing
Yo, still life is amazing
It is what you make it
I'm making this paper (Hah!)
Making this dough but mans not a baker
Getting them oats but mans not a quaker, Uh! (Yeah!)
Face off like Nicholas Cage (Yo)
Face off when we got some yay
Days off cuz shit's gotta wait (Uh-huh)
But they know that we gonna shell (Aye)
Yeah!
We gonna shell
On a highway to hell
Man I feel great (Aye)
I'm sipping on grapes
Sipping this wine
Damn I feel fine
The line I align
No time to decline (Yo)
Stash and I bag it (Yeah)
Bandicoot crash it (Aye)
Camera light flashing (Aye)
Same fucking answer
Same one I'm after
Hung from the rafter
Staying right here
I'm here ever after
I'll be here ever after
I'll be here ever after (Woo!)
I'll be here ever after
Ayo!
SB SB, Yeah
Back at it again
Ya dun know!

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