Bad Guy
Morrisson, Loski
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(Bro, its BKay, ya know) (Its that hocus pocus, Harry James) You need people like me (need people like me) So you can point your fucking fingers And say "that's the bad guy" (that's the bad guy) Got that rich man energy I make money then blow it like bagpipes I'm in the bando doing up trap life Whipping up cola, I'm whipping up bricks Like look at the flick of the wrist, look at the flick of the wrist I'm in the club getting white boy wasted You ain't on nothing so you ain't on us Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum Shake her bum Shake her bum She just wants to dance and shake her bum Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum Vinnie Jones played me in Lock, Stock I got two smoking barrels for a pagan Several L's, mans crops get taken For ages I put the Cau in Caucasian I'm never home, I been OT bopping He loves my music even though we robbed him I grab a man's ice and take it off him, and leave a man standing there looking defrosted My heart stone cold Steve Austin There ain't no love around here it's just business I bought packs overseas in LA, now I need to get them across like Christians Christian Dior looks good on my skin, but I still look good in a cheap Nike tracksuit Her face is crap but her back looks mad, so we smashed and dash, I ain't staying like tattoo Different kettle of fish, its really a different shard These yutes ain't on it, my ski diabolic honest he ain't tryna talk too much Flip that script skrr and skid, shell out the whip like Mario Kart Why's man wearing a vest like bros on his neck like Homer and Bart Course its frying, corns been flying, with my darg like Stewie and Brian Riding a lot Fetty Wap, use one eye when you press the iron I got gorgeous slays that give man brain and think they're bae You was in school when I was with cats Ain't no love OT, ask Drake You need people like me (need people like me) So you can point your fucking fingers And say "that's the bad guy" (that's the bad guy) Got that rich man energy I make money then blow it like bagpipes I'm in the bando doing up trap life Whipping up cola, I'm whipping up bricks Like look at the flick of the wrist, look at the flick of the wrist I'm in the club getting white boy wasted You ain't on nothing so you ain't on us Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum Shake her bum Shake her bum She just wants to dance and shake her bum Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum I just got a call from the Albo, he wants to talk some business Said he knows one brother that knows one brother with a house with a load of bricks in Wicked, now my mouths watered and dribbling He sent the address, now I'm grabbing my mask He's home alone like Kevin I'm plotted outside like Harry and Marv (You were right Morris, ain't on nothing, man) Either pull up or shut up My gun go brukka Steel and coppa Road get lock arf That's Newham borough I'm still in the hood with the nutters In Westham shirts and LV runners I do more for my young buck than his own dad does, that's on my mother Who's man preein'? Touch me then ski go skiing She just wanna shake her bum and free it Family dodgy, everyone see it That gyal dead one ski I won't jeet it Gucci and Fendi I mean it I can't get chinged, that's wet, not seasick Moncler in season its news Bro get loose if your talking loose 4 pack foreign, you hear that boom Them man cappin', that shit ain't true I rip that up like a right back No wonder them boy 'like man I got ski in the cut, just try man I got ski in the cut, just try man You need people like me (need people like me) So you can point your fucking fingers And say "that's the bad guy" (that's the bad guy) Got that rich man energy I make money then blow it like bagpipes I'm in the bando doing up trap life Whipping up cola, I'm whipping up bricks Like look at the flick of the wrist, look at the flick of the wrist I'm in the club getting white boy wasted You ain't on nothing so you ain't on us Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum Shake her bum Shake her bum She just wants to dance and shake her bum Becky just sniffed two lines, now she just wants to dance and shake her bum
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Written by: Bryan Tshibangu Kabengele, Harry James Byart, Jonathan Francis Morrisson, Jyrelle O'Connor
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