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letra de pull ups (remix) - kamakaze & massappeals

[verse 1: kamakaze]
man know the ting’s shower, see the king’s power
yeah, man, i get love on my home turf
small-talkers turn to paul walkers
cause i’ll have a man driving his own he-rs-
last one didn’t, this one will
after this, man won’t live long still
see, your career can be north korea
i’ll lock off the ting like kim jong il
keep it locked off like kim jong un
i am a king, not a p-wn
do this ting from dusk till dawn
should i say night till morn? it’s that
leicester lad, put pen to pad
behind bars like the pen’s my pad
and don’t touch my b-ttons like dexter’s lab
i brought life to the game like skepta’s dad

[chorus: kamakaze]
go to the rave, can’t get pull ups
go to the gym, can’t do pull ups
little man ting, need pampers and pull ups
gas man ediat, tell a man shut up
go to the rave, can’t get pull ups
go to the gym, can’t do pull ups
little man ting, need pampers and pull ups
gas man ediat, tell a man shut up
go to the rave, can’t get pull ups
go to the gym, can’t do pull ups
little man ting, need pampers and pull ups
gas man ediat, tell a man shut up
go to the rave, can’t get pull ups
go to the gym, can’t do pull ups
little man ting, need pampers and pull ups
gas man ediat, tell a man shut up

[verse 2: big zuu]
b-i-g, that’s a wheel
i’m bored of these fake–rs- grime mcs is a wheel
animalise, that’s a wheel
breathe on the mic, that’s an instant wheel
yeah, yeah, that’s a pull-up
straight bars to your chest like pull up
don’t get rude when the mandem pull up
don’t carry man, man don’t get pull up
dem man dere don’t know about reloads
z-double-u, that’s a reload
bars so sick, man are calling them cheat codes
game gets shut down, yeah, needs a reload
make the ting restart
you don’t want it with me, star
one bang, yeah, that’ll leave marks
make your boys duck and breeze fast

[verse 3: k dot]
d-o-t, i’m a sc-mfam rider
catch me inna mi sc-mfam snapback
million draws, more than a weak guy’s man bag
fat lad but no time for no fat slag
that’s sad, that lad, that lad and that lad
funny like levi’s hashtags
greeting bruddas head-first
like a feline going through catflap, my brudda, that’s sad
last night, banged hers, but i never mashed that
followed her on insta, never double tap that
one gyally down, [?]
only mattered wi-fi, none of them’ll chat back
wanna buy an a3, ‘nother one in matte black
keep checking my bars till i can cash that
rare wisdom with it
i keep it sc-mmy, that’s another punchline, brudda, catch that

[verse 4: izzie gibbs]
disrespect, get your headback bust
look at your gang like next stand up
teef that, then i just stretch man’s grub
think that you’re live till i dead that buzz
i don’t care if you’re hench and cut
ting that i got is hench, get [?]
peng ting and she got breast and b-tt
but too much mouth till she necks man up
real sh-t, i gotta get in these ps
touch one of mine, that’s rest in peace
box a man down with [?]
left him with red skin, came from the west indies
man’s way too cold like a [?]
mask and gloves
rudeboy, you’ve never seen man ski

- kamakaze massappeals

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