Perfect Hand Crew - Play It Loud lyrics

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Perfect Hand Crew - Play It Loud lyrics

[Hook] Play my sh** only if you play it loud I say play it loud You know Frenchies proud Ba** as heavy as a ma**ive crowd Everything's allowed You can do it loud [Verse 1: Tasty TooK] Puffin' on the spliff, always feelin' high Talkin' to the b**h, nah I ain't feelin' shy Yeah Yeah Yeah I'm the guy Don't don't don't ask me why she is never dry I will shag the chick until she touch the sky Til' she fly over the cloud Yeah man, I'm a psycho Smashin' any set of the Djs that I know Beatin' the riddim with the knee, with the elbow You can see me ridin' with Billy and Mago Yes bro, I said I'm a psycho Trust me, there is nowhere that I can't go Where I can't roll I'm fly, I don't lie with the flow I'm a big frie like Frisco Coz I'm a grime lord, Grime head Who told you that PHC's dead Who told you that we don't make bread Should I repeat what I've already said I am a the riddim k**er The super raver, super baker, super nova Ring the alarm, lock your farm Wolfs out, now It's a danger When we go in, when we come through Punch in your chin, what are you gonna do Im born to win, I never lose If you don't know what I mean, demande au couz Jviens de Montpellier and I was in Manchester Day by day, man's bigger and better I just wanna play with my french manner I want you to say, Tasty is the master Tasty is the don, Tasty is my father I am his son, Darth Tasty vader Don't leave me alone, give me a favor Play the song and put it louder Don't f** up the ba** or I f** up your face Give me some space and we mash up the place I can spit faster, louder, harder I f** up the race and smash the showcase [Hook] [Verse 2: Billy] You heard the man like woi Them man are hard but act like boys Don't get silly, nick name Billy Don't mean I'm nice, I'm just makin' noise Woi I'm high, damn daily Playin' it rough, you're a lamb I'm a wolf I'm steady enough I can still save Willy Say holy moly what's in your sound bruv Holy holy holy that's what the crowd love I'm hungry as f** you'd better bring me food Bring chicken, not duck don't be such a fool I'm hard like chili, I'm smooth, I'm cheesy And i'm standing on top you can call me cherry I'm skinny as f** but my flow is heavy And I melt like chocolate, call me Mon Chérie Inside I'm a badman People hate me like Zlatan I'm hot and moist I'm a hammam I am the Megaman you're doctor Willy We the french famalam' It's time for the grime to slap Ram Jam Out your TV, yes we the man you know we're the jam And yes we the hooligan rapin' Black Betty Woho black Betty bang berang Woho black Betty bang berang Black Betty had an a** bang berang And a p**y wide open Orphan in the rap game We often scream out the name Perfect Hand, takin' the blame We f** up your brain and blow out the flame [Hook]