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letra de royal oak - frxxer

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two full’uns riding with me on the backseat
times i was broke, doing run off outta taxis
and taking man’s watch, anything that i fancy
my white boy a cheffer, no kitchens like ramsay
trappers and rambys, one step ahead in case plan a turn to plan b
a lot of man funny so don’t ask me why i’m anti
phone blowing, can’t forget a lyca from auntie’s
spraying up the whip, the food smelling through her panties
got her by my side, said she’s riding like jumanji
fell in love with money, white girls what i fancy
catch two for one-eighty, do you three for two-forty
i ain’t touch it, chop it off the brick then i export it
you already know my ting, i push it out, rich porter
f-ck the judge, i’m still doing up community orders
french linen in my lamb and my bag is imported
don p what i’m pouring courtesy of them corners
said i started with a quarter, now i’m the shot caller
079 me if you need an order
ain’t running for a twenty-fours, strictly ain’t ballers
new audi like jason but i’m f the transporter
designer when i walk, designer packets like walkers
smelling of sauvage, intriguing everybody’s daughters
i get her wet like my wrist and my evian water
got a man, gave her d-ck but she ain’t telling no informer
i was down, i was poor, mix the louis with dior
she were cardi from the offset, skin royal oak shore
said she hates me but she loves me, can’t trust this wh0re
feds sitting in this game, i’ll leave your body on the floor
jakes lurking round the front, i’m heading out the backdoor
got the party in my b-lls, no partynextdoor
if i consign food i don’t need a guarantor
and i ain’t running from the plug, i’m tryna run up more
h-lla words, h-lla numbers, all i learned as a younger
i was trapping, flying food out a festival in summer
jumpman on my kicks, jumpman on my jumper
snowflake for the punters, in the cold i’m a hustler
really got it out the gutter, just to pack a phone and cutter
all for the bread and b-tter, put the racks up in rubbers
take a l, i ain’t stressing, i’m a juggler
me and c like jackie chan and tucker
last time i saw donny, man he froze and he stuttered
ask remz, that’s my brother from another
treat every meal like the last supper
you can never match it, never
and i graft it any weather to get better
all for the love of cheddar
but i gotta take time, the ends mustard and pepper
catch me outside like the virus, i’m a spreader
new year, same patterns getting better
and i’m still writing letters for my bruddas in the cellar

- frxxer

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