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match day - ofb lyrics

[intro]
it’s madara beats
mom, moneyevery’s making beats again

[chorus: rv]
hit the opp block late night and go hunting, i’m really tryna catch me a prey
cheff man down with a rambo, dash that sh-t right back in the case
all of these points i scored, they should play my vids on match of the day
all of these points i scored, they should play my vids on match of the day
hit the opp block late night and go hunting, i’m really tryna catch me a prey
cheff man down with a rambo, dash that sh-t right back in the case
all of these points i scored, they should play my vids on match of the day
all of these points i scored, they should play my vids on match of the day

[verse 1: rv]
my young boys puts skengs on peds and spin round there on two wheels, no segway
me, i just fly out the ride and i run down opps, can’t forget about leg day
rambos, flickys, zk’s, protect your chest or it’s check mate
stain my plug if it ain’t got grub, put my hands on the food, no kenkey
my man gave his life to the lord, he must think that god can save him
he ain’t worth the corn, i just shave him, skeng on the dance floor when i go raving
me and this wap, that’s true love, still tryna k!ll n-gg-s like ku klux
dotty couldn’t fit in my jeans, had to get it sawn off, had to get that boot cut
score these points like match of the day, my knife work should’ve got highlights
.44 spins like a dj, might see me do it like limelight
or kenny and snoochie, put skengs in the hoopty
me and my darg, you know what we do, but i ain’t stepping with scooby
in the field i’m official, don’t need a black kit and a whistle
twin rambos, got one on each side, me in the middle
or i keep skeng right under my coat, might see it poke out like a nipple
and the way that i walk with a long stick, you would’ve thought rv was a cripple

[verse 2: headie one]
spill mans juice but this juice ain’t tropical, i ching man right with my right, not ian
who said this mission ain’t possible? i show man how to hunt, not ethan
all of this beef on my plate, i forgot to tell ’em mans not vegan
all of this smoke on the ride, it’s a hot box and this whip ain’t even got no heating
had enough of this leeds ting, always tryna tell man about threesomes
i just want her to transport this mop, guess she don’t wanna know nuttin’ ’bout cleaning
shh try cover his face and he still saw the skeng, i guess he was peeping
top strikers in my ultimate team but this here’s nuttin’ like fifa
in the field we play foul, two boots up, that’s a two footed tackle
i couldn’t care about lineker or jenas, it should be me and rev on the panel
how many times did we score? excellent finish, should’ve seen the net, it just rattled
shh done-done out shh, fished him, should’ve seen his neck, it just splattered
scored so much points from back in the day, we gotta come first on match of the day
all we did was attack like robben and drogba, we didn’t need no makélélé
how many risks did we take looking at it? stuff 6 in the cannon and pray
shh held that back hand grip from my blade, he got put on a stretcher and carried away

- ofb lyrics

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