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ZEL, this shit crazy | (Nathan) yo | Spotted a dime out the corner of my eye
ZEL, this shit crazy (Nathan) yo Spotted a dime out the corner of my eye She got 'nough man on the line, back just pokin' like a knife Think she tryna get man lined, demon with the angel eyes Maybe I'm hypnotised, but why am I thinkin' twice? Yo Two-man step, I got my ting on me, so don't even try that shit Make it clap like I won a award, like I'm sat at the Brits Bro in the trap, Lyca SIM, no O2, settin' up shop in the Ritz Before "Commitment Issues", I was sat with bro just plannin' a lick Canada Goose on me, shiesty one when I go link that baddie Check my rear just in case this bitch think she can drop the addy Sweet one like my sugar is low, I think I need some candy She keep on sayin', "I wanna be down", go listen to Brandy Spotted a dime out the corner of my eye She got 'nough man on the line, back just pokin' like a knife Think she tryna get man lined, demon with the angel eyes Maybe I'm hypnotised, but why am I thinkin' twice? (Alright) yo We don't send 'em the addy, if they wanna come, then we send 'em a personal driver I don't care if that bitch is a baddie if I know that girl is a liar (nah) She materialistic, I make her take this dick and work for designer Said that she want 10K, but she ain't even worth it in naira (nah) I just spotted a dime, she decent, demon, she wanna sign a agreement (uh-huh) All of these bitches bookie, probably chattin' to guys I'm beefin' (nah-uh) They ain't got no morals, they see what I've got, and they think about teefin' I had to kick this bitch out the telly 'cause she tried takin' a pic of me sleepin' (alright) Jack-jack boys wanna try trap me with a female and pray that I slip up The young G's don't take my advice and stay out the way at the mix-up She was shakin' it on me and felt my nank pokin', and she thought I was bricked up (brick) I'm tellin' these women, that we do the trickin' and none of these chicks can trick us Try line man up, that's a myth, security guard at the front and the back of the crib I'm prang, look back when I jump out the van, six man cramped up in the back of the whip (nah) If the car get spun, bro's back in the bin, and I slipped up once, it won't happen again If I was them, woulda given it up, if I keep it a buck, I ain't rappin' again Spotted a dime out the corner of my eye She got 'nough man on the line, back just pokin' like a knife Think she tryna get man lined, demon with the angel eyes Maybe I'm hypnotised, but why am I thinkin' twice? Yo She materialistic, I make her take this dick and work for designer Said that she want 10K, but she ain't even worth it in naira
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