corsa (feat. wayden hard) - lileth lyrics
got warts on my wrist
err you f*cking stink
cash low and it’s no wonder the george are paying min
riding in your face
looking like i found a d*mn genie
riding in your sh*tty corsa
c c c corsa
c c c corsa
b*tch your mum does not fit
in your f*cking corsa
s sanabung*y
s sanabung*y
ride so quick you think i’m on a mazza
been in the grave with your nans coat
throw it back
i see some sh*t though
poo poo in your brand*new trousers
simps where?
i don’t give a d*mn yo
going 100
and that’s the fastest on the one*way lane
to blackpool
who’s that?
super fat b*tch
wanna see what happens when i sp*nk on her tits
back with more darkies that stoneham
drive to asda i’m not walking
i taunt them
matt lees, can you see me?
riding in your sh*tty corsa
c c c corsa
c c c corsa
b*tch your mum does not fit
in your f*cking corsa
s sanabung*y
s sanabung*y
ride so quick you think i’m on a mazza
oh yeah
i be at home on the xbox
lord of the mics in the background, slewing mcs with dreadlocks
snap that party, told this girl “come round”
chick’s long*tempered but her head top, whoah
she goes hard till my head drops, i
it’s all eyes when we connect, i
doggystyle and a playboy bunny from downstairs, upstairs
sound like a pet shop
guys wanna hype on man
call ksi, come yours and i’ll put you in a headlock
i’ve been around since cod 4
search and destroy hardcore g3 with a red dot
haters get treated like a ho
you can tell them suck my d*ck and get lost
paparazzi wanna take pics when i’m out with my son
you can all get headshots
this flow’s like formula one
cause i use the track like drs
quickly boosting the prs
she’s going ape when i beat her chest
bro, it’s mad
you can tell rihanna come see me
might have to speed dial in that genie
jj, lend me the lamborghini
riding in your sh*tty corsa
c c c corsa
c c c corsa
b*tch your mum does not fit
in your f*cking corsa
s sanabung*y
s sanabung*y
ride so quick you think i’m on a mazza
when my lambo on the track, fall back
when i’m riding at speed, get that neck crack, oh
blazing on the engine, everybody looking back
like i’m shooting, gratata, got them going “f*ck that”
raise the f*cking doors, i said make it look
like a f*cking eagle, like i’m starting wars
dictating with my v12 deagle, speeds ain’t even legal
scaring people, we ain’t equal
danny glover ain’t got sh*t on my motherf*cking lethal weapon
armageddon sounding when the man arrives
when we hype i come alive, like a 5 alive
on the drive 21 years, smashing up the scene
and i keep on winning, like i’m mr charlie sheen
riding in your sh*tty corsa
c c c corsa
c c c corsa
b*tch your mum does not fit
in your f*cking corsa
s sanabung*y
s sanabung*y
ride so quick you think i’m on a mazza
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