Lyrics:
to thank you all
Cause for my state, I'm riding hard
For those in the grave and those in the yard
I pour one up for my bros
Chunk the deuce and I rep for
got tongues talking
Back at the homestead and then in the town
[Chorus]
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid a week you'll have in
got tongues talking
Back at the homestead and then in the town
[Chorus]
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid a week you'll have in
A king here music world at my own feet
Dealing with the mainstream thank the lord daily
I'm sincere and I've been from the start
Ask Dyl (Dizzee
radio stations across the nation
Black, White, Asian, even alien races
Strap yaself in
I wanna thank you all for your patience
Cuz the stars are aligned
Gather 'round you witnesses, your attention I demand
I'd like you all to meet my girl, we're going hand in hand
Grass grows where her feet touch
What a perfect night ya'll
This is so beautiful to see
I just wanna give thanks to everybody
Tuning here in the late night radio
You know radio might
but you pushed the brake
Do you have what it takes?
To go from the deep to the highest of heights
Just to be all alone
So many missed calls on my phone
at times baby I need you, my side (my side my side , yeah yeah)
If you give your love to me I’ll show my way
Pretty girls showeth demma waist line (yah)
believe how I found you
I realized I am crazy about you
I lost my doubt when I stepped into your light
Now you got me fallin' in love tonight
We redefine
a picture, when you got your first blicky
You ain't gotta look in the sky to see that Larro is a star
Like a nigga in a penitentiary, this my real life in
puffing dank then get higher than the prices
To be honest, I be playing nicely, but it just never work
You investing in your time, they don't even pay
overtaken by your sweet melody
California
You've always been the dream
But now that I have gotten here
Ain't great as it had seemed
California
You cradled my
You never know
Things are kinda bizarre
You might be fighting for your life
While the crowd screaming
World Star!
No other option
Ain't no easy retreat
or the Tytanic That is just an icebreaker give you A rose you know I'm going down The elevator
Doors open and i see your Reflection in the mirror
I savior it
Just
I'm wasted in the club
Standin' on the couch in VIP
When I'm disrupted by the
Biggest light I've ever seen and
Light from up above
Hope he don't hold it
Thank your stars for the roof that over you
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound.
to impress
Say my rhymes they gone style you
I'm from Stockton 209
I'm bouta motivate the valley
I came from long ways
Felt missed out and reached my boss
find a fix for a natural high
Man I grew up in the ghetto we was barely getting by
But I know you know the story you probably can tell it for me
No
what we get
Dirty money you know we wash it like your girls pussy it gets wet
Still tryna make it out almost to the end Christ and god is watching
So I
My story quite different, you can listen to it now
Then we get to the flexing after
Ima project baby from the south side
Close your eyes so you can
the stars
Aye man,
The World is Ours, bruh
All this shit, all this shit is far too possible, bruh
Anything you put your mind to, bro
Keep goin'
Keep pushin,
you on
He ain't on shit
Walk down on that boy, yeah, he a, bitch hit the
Pussy by 5", then dip, by 6
7 plus 5 outside on dick
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thanks
the king of hell not hell's pawn
Opm one hit and all your health's gone
And when I pull up you can wonder where the help's gone
I can go on and on coz I'm
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