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Stefflon Don
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But I'mma walk in, them haffa sit down Any slag can get lik down Dun dutta, leave 'em Waka Flocka With the chopper chopper, hide your kids now Twitter fingers but my click round Door knock then get popped down Double barrel, that's for anybody That's 'cause anybody isn't anybody But I'mma walk in, them haffa sit down Any slag can get lik down Dun dutta, leave 'em Waka Flocka With the chopper chopper, hide your kids now Twitter fingers but my click round Door knock then get popped down Double barrel, that's for anybody That's 'cause anybody isn't anybody But I'mma walk in, them haffa sit down Any slag can get lik down Dun dutta, leave 'em Waka Flocka With the chopper chopper, hide your kids now Twitter fingers but my click round Door knock then get popped down Double barrel, that's for anybody That's 'cause anybody isn't anybody (isn't anybody, isn't anybody, isn't anybody) I am the ting now Labels really want big now All these empty breaders better stick to whippin' And these rap slacks better sing now And any slag can get lik down Black, white, yellow, pink, brown Thugga trap but them not really bad They come to East side, and turn big round Twitter fingers but my click round Door knock then get popped down Double barrel, that's for anybody That's 'cause anybody isn't anybody But I'mma walk in, them haffa sit down Any slack can get lik down Toppa toppa from the Hackney borough I'm the hottest ting you ever seen now Anybody isn't anybody That double darrel shoots anybody If you in the way and don't jump for cover Boom, bang, let's hit everybody Skull shoppin' with a fuckin' shotty Tell opponent, don't approach dodgy If you do, it's not my fault If they get hit, Mr. John Gotti It's comin' like the wind, we ain't ready The rap game, that for we ain't ready The trap game, I have my hammer ready When I hit a bitch, I leave her house messy This tune's bad like Stefflon Don It's comin' like the way we ain't ready FTIs all the way in London The rap game, that for we ain't ready But I'mma walk in, them haffa sit down Any slag can get lik down Dun dutta, leave 'em Waka Flocka With the chopper chopper, hide your kids now Twitter fingers but my click round Door knock then get popped down Double barrel, that's for anybody That's 'cause anybody isn't anybody I said any slack can get lik down Black, white, yellow, pink, brown Thugga trap but them not really bad They come to East side, and turn big round I am the ting now Labels really want big now All these empty breaders better stick to whippin' And these rap slacks better sing now My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up Tell 'em boy better drop out This me, my and my gunshot My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up My ting good, my ting shot 1030, everythin' go up Tell 'em boy better drop out This me, my and my gunshot
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