Foot into my crep
Big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel
Big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man
Them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men, I roll around with the best of mates
If I don't bell her back she might get up set
For the money I'm a deejay hands on deck
By the end of the night I'm a end in the bed
If the motives there I'm there I swear
Always sincere pull up chair pour an excel
London boy shout to Estelle
And I've got drive expensive gear swear
Never had to plug grub everything clenched
Got a library flows leave everything read aim at a emcee one eye slick rick
Arms out ready for arms I'm armoured with my army I'm Oranje an I'm bananas
Beginning of the grime scene heat nine six swear
I kill a emcee by the end of the year
Get on my wave or sit on the pier
I'm a big emcee by the end of the sequel
The things we did for a double dares
Had to rectify some people just to be cool
In this world designed to wear and tear us we just wear designer wear
Spot this verse on repeat every rep you catch a bar you missed
Chopsticks never pick up more than I can manage wrap it like a hostage
Stacked my own deck dealt the wrong cards had to shuffle with profits
On my p's and q's queueing white balls putting colours in pockets
Haters going to hate say you're telling fake stories
Honestly like jealous chick wants to search your galaxy like she studied astrology
Sorry I'm too damn busy stacking to the stars that's my apologies
I need my own space far from where government policies conning economies yeah
Feet into my crep woke up seen I'm the last one left
I'm a survivor
I know that I'm blessed
I've got to try hard go through the tests
I've got to bypass all of the stress
Am I cutting you off or we cutting a cheque lyrical threat trigger the decks
Been through a lot lately
On my phone with a hot baby
Got me thinking about all the good things and the bad it's a lot baby
Baby don't worry
I'll be back
I'll be in a hurry
Trying to get my bag
I can see my whole world changing
Soon catch a glimpse in my spaceship blink I'm in space yeah
Foot into the crep big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men I roll around with the best of mates
Oranje - End of the Set (feat. Maxwell Muzik) Lyrics
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Foot into my crep
Big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel
Big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man
Them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men, I roll around with the best of mates
If I don't bell her back she might get up set
For the money I'm a deejay hands on deck
By the end of the night I'm a end in the bed
If the motives there I'm there I swear
Always sincere pull up chair pour an excel
London boy shout to Estelle
And I've got drive expensive gear swear
Never had to plug grub everything clenched
Got a library flows leave everything read aim at a emcee one eye slick rick
Arms out ready for arms I'm armoured with my army I'm Oranje an I'm bananas
Beginning of the grime scene heat nine six swear
I kill a emcee by the end of the year
Get on my wave or sit on the pier
I'm a big emcee by the end of the sequel
The things we did for a double dares
Had to rectify some people just to be cool
In this world designed to wear and tear us we just wear designer wear
Spot this verse on repeat every rep you catch a bar you missed
Chopsticks never pick up more than I can manage wrap it like a hostage
Stacked my own deck dealt the wrong cards had to shuffle with profits
On my p's and q's queueing white balls putting colours in pockets
Haters going to hate say you're telling fake stories
Honestly like jealous chick wants to search your galaxy like she studied astrology
Sorry I'm too damn busy stacking to the stars that's my apologies
I need my own space far from where government policies conning economies yeah
Feet into my crep woke up seen I'm the last one left
I'm a survivor
I know that I'm blessed
I've got to try hard go through the tests
I've got to bypass all of the stress
Am I cutting you off or we cutting a cheque lyrical threat trigger the decks
Been through a lot lately
On my phone with a hot baby
Got me thinking about all the good things and the bad it's a lot baby
Baby don't worry
I'll be back
I'll be in a hurry
Trying to get my bag
I can see my whole world changing
Soon catch a glimpse in my spaceship blink I'm in space yeah
Foot into the crep big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men I roll around with the best of mates
Big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel
Big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man
Them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men, I roll around with the best of mates
If I don't bell her back she might get up set
For the money I'm a deejay hands on deck
By the end of the night I'm a end in the bed
If the motives there I'm there I swear
Always sincere pull up chair pour an excel
London boy shout to Estelle
And I've got drive expensive gear swear
Never had to plug grub everything clenched
Got a library flows leave everything read aim at a emcee one eye slick rick
Arms out ready for arms I'm armoured with my army I'm Oranje an I'm bananas
Beginning of the grime scene heat nine six swear
I kill a emcee by the end of the year
Get on my wave or sit on the pier
I'm a big emcee by the end of the sequel
The things we did for a double dares
Had to rectify some people just to be cool
In this world designed to wear and tear us we just wear designer wear
Spot this verse on repeat every rep you catch a bar you missed
Chopsticks never pick up more than I can manage wrap it like a hostage
Stacked my own deck dealt the wrong cards had to shuffle with profits
On my p's and q's queueing white balls putting colours in pockets
Haters going to hate say you're telling fake stories
Honestly like jealous chick wants to search your galaxy like she studied astrology
Sorry I'm too damn busy stacking to the stars that's my apologies
I need my own space far from where government policies conning economies yeah
Feet into my crep woke up seen I'm the last one left
I'm a survivor
I know that I'm blessed
I've got to try hard go through the tests
I've got to bypass all of the stress
Am I cutting you off or we cutting a cheque lyrical threat trigger the decks
Been through a lot lately
On my phone with a hot baby
Got me thinking about all the good things and the bad it's a lot baby
Baby don't worry
I'll be back
I'll be in a hurry
Trying to get my bag
I can see my whole world changing
Soon catch a glimpse in my spaceship blink I'm in space yeah
Foot into the crep big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man them man roll with the best of snakes
I roll around with the best of men I roll around with the best of mates
Writer: Andre Rodney, Sanchez Cox
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid