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cammy riddim - r1 lyrics

them man say they got boys on road
i don’t care about your boys on road
what are you on?
don’t really care about your bars and flows
cos your bars are lies and your flows ain’t cold
what are you on?
always talking about packs get sold
but the cats on your road don’t know
what are you on?
thinks he’s a big boy mc just cos he had 2 sets on mode what are you on?
nada
d*ckhead i don’t believe your saga
you ain’t got drip just cos you wear gucci or prada
big man you can suck your marda
them man are way too sarft
i could roll thru 1 man up but
even if them man are 3 man up they’re looking down at the floor saying wagwan
them man are wet like a bath
f*ck dem man
ima come thru like a dart
if leng’s in the passenger seat in my ride
then i’m praying that feds don’t try to pull over my car
cos me and him gonna ride a 4 and a half
i got tunes for the roads and tunes that’ll chart
them man only got tunes that will only ever get played in their grandmas car

i’m throwing your mixtape straight on the tarmac
man thinks that he’s bad
just cos he raps
moving to gyal telling them he raps
but none of them tings even like his raps
if i see him again at don city radio guarantee he will get wrapped
i’m still out here shouting free my bro stackz
when he’s back on road ima give the pack that we smoked when shhh got clapped

i do deliveries like a man is postman pat
anywhere in north just text me where a man’s at
and i’ll be there in a flash
but if i’m late then don’t act up cos then
i’ll just take your cash and keep my food
don’t test me brudda i’m nice but i can be so rude
you can be with your wifey i’ll ruin the mood
fresh white creps i’ll ruin them too
now they’re covered in red
i don’t really care cos what you gonna do
best pass me the mic if we jump on set
f*ck a get along ting
f*ck a get along ting i don’t know u like that
used to have love for the scene but i don’t have patience for these wet man
poseidon atlantis
your bars are fake like plastic sitting inside your wifey’s tits
fake like the sh*t that’s inside kylie’s lips
fake like chinese whips
i’m smoking til i got chinese eyes
i know a couple on job chinese guys
who wear multi colours like a flag on pride
but will pull out the ting on
anyone who tries to f*ck around inside

and sh*t can get dark like english winter
fam i got the wood in my palm like a splinter
come to your ends
late at night all black you woulda thought man was a ninja
not an ukhti but the mask on my face kinda looks like a burka
expelling these dons from the ends like burma

you can try ride to my ends in your whip
but you could hold ls in your whip like a learner
talks about ends like he runs them
but the only time he had a burner was bunson
talking bout straps i’ll spray up the function
never got caught with the weapon like puncheon
but if i see this pagan i’ll overly done him
you’re not ready
riding his bike cos he can’t afford petty
leave him lying right next to bones like teddy
and no it ain’t rnb but if we got beef
no matter what i do
all i think about is you like kelly
and how i’m gonna bang
bu bu bang bang bang this don like fekky

fam on the mic i’m way too tekky
violate stainless dons get rekky
nitty called said he wants white in the back
and i got b in the front like a bentley
if me and you got beef it don’t matter what your skin tone is
i’ll still draw for the ting for your face like fenty
talk bout bounty me i set plenty oi

not a bad guy but please don’t tempt me
blitza chat to this don like wendy
them man couldn’t get an ounce of bud
man just pick up the peng like renz g
or i might pick up the pen like renz g
already used that bar still deadly
mans from north so you can find me in the t like tetley

- r1 lyrics

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