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big 45 (remix) - sharky major lyrics

[intro: sharky major]
think it’s a guy
did a little jujitsu and muay thai
he could’ve been 6’5″, age 45
still a likkle man for this big 45

[hook: sharky major]
might think it’s a guy
did a little jujitsu and muay thai
buck my ting, might remove man’s eye
i don’t wanna haffi send man to the sky
he could’ve been 6’5″, age 45
man said he’s hardware
must’ve meant disc drive
still a likkle man for this big 45

[verse 1: so large]
crown on my head, i’ve got the heir to the throne
still sell gear on my phone
independent grind, i sell gear on my own
never keep gear in my home (never that)
whip’s got six gears and i stare like a boss
come against me, better prepare for a loss
dead man walking, i ain’t scared of a ghost
never tek cheque, never tek no loss
nah, you’re not a vet, you’re a hoax
not no connect
you want man’s wi-fi to connect your phone?
you need a wake-up call if you’re slept on, so
stepped back in the grind, man, i stepped on toes
grm daily and i get on with post
dun know how the get along gang ting goes
p-ssyhole mcs, i can’t get on with those

[verse 2: grim sickers]
yeah, big 45
war gone red, got thumped by the poolside
got messy, got aim like hawkeye
got a closed view [?] sitting by the portside
walk around the ends like a tour guide
if i die then ah you’ll die
four man in the hyundai
that’ll empty it out in your jawside
sickers the great
been blacked out for the past two years
touch down, fling it up two gears
0.5, i ain’t talking ’bout shears
45 like iwobi
creeping through the ends like shin-bi
keep my name out their mouth, you don’t know me
sickers the god, keeping it holy

[verse 3: sharky major]
blud, know what it is
know what it is
i be like “bigz, pull out your phone
snap me dashing man over the bridge”
i be going on black like steve
yeah, total eclipse
don’t make me send blows to your ribs
or if the war needs a little bit more
i’ve got a big 45, leave holes in a div
you wanna mc? get a day job
like don’t bother, split
me, i’ve been known in your bits
before you was known in your bits
could’ve been bars, a box of the piff
or os of the stiff, now i double with yard
whilst dem man ah move like kids
i’m on my job, look, i do my ting

- sharky major lyrics

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