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Foreign Beggars - Toast Lyrics




Tipsy
In a spot looking on skirt
I look shifty,
But man ain't shottin' no mersh
Just dropped fifty
One round, coulda been worse
She's frisky
You might say she's a dirt
Hmm... Risky,
Nah you man can go first
Got this piff ting with me,
We both look kinda murked
Patterned it quick g
Done know its a cert

Same tracksuit living like a tramp
Still get busy with a pack
Really in the flats
Trap house sittin' with a cat
Dem times i didn't even rap
Still did it in a wrap
Style and fashion
Man i got vibe and pattern
S'why your wife winds with passion
Tell dem bwoy deh take time
I don't wanna slide round and wrap 'em
School said that I'd be dead or in prison
Ay, man's next bless i got vision
Dog you got a line and its filled with kittens
When i drop lines they listen
When you drop lines they wish you didn't
Ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em
Gotta see a man about a dog
He was talking ism and schism

If a man's holding juice
I might drink two two toast
Man's got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try beg friend
Don't let em get too close
Bare man there wanna chat pat
Don't let em get too close x2

Man a mek moves, man a mek cash
Man a mek hits, man a get lash
Man a get 22 splits on a track
Man a get 22 wheel when I clash
Gyal a catch 22 feel when I smash
Ain't tryna hear that 22 I gotta a dash
Got a piff 22 Peng tings on a lash
Pack 2 2 straps I ain't inna no rash
I ain't inna no long ting fam that's actual
Come around better keep shit factual
Spend a lot a time analysing dem movements
And a lot of dem ones there practical
I'm tactical yeah I'm on mine
If it ain't business ain't got the time
Got time to piss about with no eediat amateur
Send a bitch to the back of the line

If a man's holding juice
I might drink two two toast
Man's got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try beg friend
Don't let em get too close
Bare man there wanna chat pat
Don't let em get too close x2

Somebody pray for me, faithfully
Been moving disgracefully, blatantly
But i'm trying to behave at least, shamefully
Now gyal wanna play with me, take the D
So i gave her the A to Z, tastefully
And she ate all day for free, hastily
Without any space to breathe, crazily
No bowing out gracefully, take the lead
Got birds like an aviary, occasionally
Work brick like masonry, vocationally
Ain't shit you can say to me, wait and see
The outcome coz i aim to be creatively
The best on the agency, favourably
In the game and its major league no vacancy
Ain't tryna chase my dreams
So the truth hurts painfully
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Tipsy
In a spot looking on skirt
I look shifty,
But man ain't shottin' no mersh
Just dropped fifty
One round, coulda been worse
She's frisky
You might say she's a dirt
Hmm... Risky,
Nah you man can go first
Got this piff ting with me,
We both look kinda murked
Patterned it quick g
Done know its a cert

Same tracksuit living like a tramp
Still get busy with a pack
Really in the flats
Trap house sittin' with a cat
Dem times i didn't even rap
Still did it in a wrap
Style and fashion
Man i got vibe and pattern
S'why your wife winds with passion
Tell dem bwoy deh take time
I don't wanna slide round and wrap 'em
School said that I'd be dead or in prison
Ay, man's next bless i got vision
Dog you got a line and its filled with kittens
When i drop lines they listen
When you drop lines they wish you didn't
Ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em
Gotta see a man about a dog
He was talking ism and schism

If a man's holding juice
I might drink two two toast
Man's got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try beg friend
Don't let em get too close
Bare man there wanna chat pat
Don't let em get too close x2

Man a mek moves, man a mek cash
Man a mek hits, man a get lash
Man a get 22 splits on a track
Man a get 22 wheel when I clash
Gyal a catch 22 feel when I smash
Ain't tryna hear that 22 I gotta a dash
Got a piff 22 Peng tings on a lash
Pack 2 2 straps I ain't inna no rash
I ain't inna no long ting fam that's actual
Come around better keep shit factual
Spend a lot a time analysing dem movements
And a lot of dem ones there practical
I'm tactical yeah I'm on mine
If it ain't business ain't got the time
Got time to piss about with no eediat amateur
Send a bitch to the back of the line

If a man's holding juice
I might drink two two toast
Man's got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try beg friend
Don't let em get too close
Bare man there wanna chat pat
Don't let em get too close x2

Somebody pray for me, faithfully
Been moving disgracefully, blatantly
But i'm trying to behave at least, shamefully
Now gyal wanna play with me, take the D
So i gave her the A to Z, tastefully
And she ate all day for free, hastily
Without any space to breathe, crazily
No bowing out gracefully, take the lead
Got birds like an aviary, occasionally
Work brick like masonry, vocationally
Ain't shit you can say to me, wait and see
The outcome coz i aim to be creatively
The best on the agency, favourably
In the game and its major league no vacancy
Ain't tryna chase my dreams
So the truth hurts painfully
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Writer: ALIX E DEPAUW, EBOW GRAHAM, ISRAEL VINCENT GIBBS, PAVAN MUKHI, WESTLEY EMERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave


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