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letra de greased lightnin' - emporio (uk)

you ain’t bad up on the block
let’s get it cracking
you ain’t banging
send you packing, off you pop
if you ain’t got the captain morgan give me kraken on the rocks
i’ve got your hoe, giving the dome
like she’s rapping off the top
freestyling
if i pull up
your chick’ll cream, greased lightnin’
i gave her the look
she’s tryna strip
t–th whitening
but that’s just how the game goes
keep grinding
there ain’t no rewinding

every time i step in the place
i dunno why
they wanna try
pretend to be brave
i tell em bеhave
end up dead in a grave
evеn the bouncers are pinging and sniffing on ket in a rave
how many drinks have i had
7 or 8
when i get home, i’m feeling mashed
never again
half of the people i met tonight i can’t, remember their name
when i’m on stage
you better prepare for the bass
i’m not in my prime
i’m on the rise to make it out
i’m gonna be fine
i wanna be fly and making pounds
when i go sleep at night
i gotta type in raining sounds
i dunno why, you’re mekking her wife
getting with guys
dating round

whatever floats your boat
i could never go for hoes
they’re doing the most for dough
coming from a broken home
i’d rather overdose
you’re missing a couple chromosomes
i’d rather be at home alone
pigging out on toblerones

you ain’t bad up on the block
let’s get it cracking
you ain’t banging
send you packing, off you pop
if they ain’t got the captain morgan give me kraken on the rocks
i’ve got your hoe, giving the dome
like she’s rapping off the top
freestyling
if i pull up
your chick’ll cream, greased lightnin’
i gave her the look
she’s tryna wanna strip
t–th whitening
but that’s just how the game goes
keep grinding
there ain’t no rewinding

you ain’t baddadan
could never be my famalam
talking about you’ll stab a man
and shoot a man like cameraman
you don’t want the smoke and i ain’t talking about a pack of f-gs

i’ve got a different type of hunger like it’s ramadan
you ain’t baddadan
could never be my famalam
talking about you’ll stab a man
and shoot a man like cameraman
you don’t want the smoke and i ain’t talking about a pack of f-gs
i’ve got a different type of hunger like it’s ramadan

i’m feeling hungry
want nuff ps in the bank
better pay me that daily not monthly, don’t be daft
trust me
i just wanna live comfy in a gaff
next to the beach that’s what i need
putting on sun cream with a tan

i don’t ask for much
for me that’s the bare minimum
you’re a has been
with the rap ting, i’m k!lling em
i need a million
f-ck that i need a billion
i’m brilliant
they’re hideous
horrific
insidious
i’m sorry but you ain’t a good enough artist
even if you had labels you still wouldn’t have charted
i wake up in the morning
back to it, i’m grafting
while they’re umming and ahhing
i’m there, cooking up carnage
see the way that i rap, wicked
michael jackson i’m bad, with it
go for days i got mad, lyrics
might even have crack, in it
need the gwop, i stack, digits
reach the top, i don’t have, limits
you lack women
putting man in a pack, finished

you ain’t bad up on the block
let’s get it cracking
you ain’t banging
send you packing, off you pop
if there ain’t any captain morgan give me kraken on the rocks
i’ve got your hoe, giving the dome
like she’s rapping off the top
freestyling
if i pull up
your chick’ll cream, greased lightnin’
i gave her the look
she’s tryna strip
t–th whitening
but that’s just how the game goes
keep grinding
there ain’t no rewinding

- emporio uk

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