Various Artists - Pied Piper lyrics

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Various Artists - Pied Piper lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, talk about flows Better talk about that n***a Kano Money man make dough but they lay low Feds move plain clothes but they're bait though Ain't no angels on the main road Shove that halo up your A-hole Never sold one bit of food, that's you Yeah, I kept Os in my balls, that's me We turned up before turning up Sweet boy, you was S-curling up Hit gyal chester from Birmingham All dem gyal will still twerk for us All my pals are still serving up Some of our mandem still burning up Still 20 deep if we're firming up Won't ever see us Ben Sherman'ed up Landing, big drop man ting Bow tie antics, shirt and Stan Smith Veuve and brandy, Mercston match fit One punch KO, [?] Verses a madness, bars on deck Blud, it's a par if you're next And please tell Simpson Miller, free Kartel Ah, gaza mi seh Cause man don't f** with n***as No new friends Dem man are not my gang Don't f** with kitchen DJs dem It's never no pots and pans Flocks of fans, looking like dots of ants Moshing to songs that bang Pop some champs, come to a Kano shubs Plenty Ciroc and yak, shots and skanks [Hook] Cuh mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are what? Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are who? Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Dem man dere? Bunch of wa*ks Moving bookey, we're on dem man [Verse 2] Talk about energy, talk about a G Talk about original, talk about P Talk about dough, then talk about this Talk about bangers, then talk about Biz Talk about integrity, talk about Jme Talk about beef, then we're talking 'bout A&E Man can't come round here with your roadman speech Especially when I got this Wray in me You've got a glove but you ain't got a strap You've got a strap but you never buss that You buss that but you never hit jack Said that it jam but it never did that Please do the maths Ain't no shells in dat, ain't no shells in dat You do the maths Ain't no shells in dat, ain't no shells in dat We hit dance, touch mic and shell that down Bars, package and sell that Swimming in 'nani, yep, Michael Phelps that Now, blud, I just can't help that You do the maths Boys love girls and that, boys love girls and that You do the maths "Nite Nite" and that, "Brown Eyes" and that Gyal dem love we're bad but [Hook] Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are what? Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are who? Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Dem man dere? Bunch of wa*ks Moving bookey, we're on dem, on dem, on dem man [Verse 3] Put dem pants Take back no talk, I don't take back chat Don't answer back, I don't take backchat Call that man puff, his a take that slap Take that five fingers to the face Add about 5db to the ba** Take about five bills out when I rave All of my five bredrins do the same Snake and crane, flow's insane Press know Kano, the fam know Kane Got the- [Break] Ah, f** it Logan Mandem are, m-mandem are Hey [Hook] Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans Dem man dere? On some- ah Moving bookey, we're on dem, on dem On a man, on a man, dons and dans Mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and Dons and dans, mandem are dons and dans, mandem are dons and Dons and dans, mandem are real badman, mandem are real b- [Outro] Ayy Cla**ic Real grime sh** Rapid Skip on it, skip on it D-d-d, d-d-d