Sexy Grime

Lyrics

[Intro] (I do grime like it's sexy) (I do grime, make it flexy) (I do grime like it's sexy) (I do grime, make it flexy) Yo [Chorus] I do grime like it's sexy I do grime, make it flexy Sexy gyal wanna text me Undress me, impress me Can't cook? Don't interest me Old school gyal wanna stress me Lord 'ave mercy, god bless me I just can't let them get me She knows I'm live, I've been deadly From back when Bruza said, 'Get me' [Verse 1] Yeah, mixed the grime with the jersey But never been Jersey Babe, this a football kit not a jersey She not with the mic in my hand, man are certi' Said I'm gonna bring back grime, it's working Ever seen a man touch mic? Gyal twerking They don't want to dance How you got served then? This ain't little chipmunk, taller in person Yo, pull up in a dance, pack them a bar Brap then me gwaan, back dema arch Gyal wanna clart, buss when I glass We be on London grease Pockets got weapons and racks and weed [Refrain] "We need some more girls in here" Let me call Chantelle cah her friend dem clean Make sure you come with Chanel, how you mean? Huh? Chippy [Chorus] I do grime like it's sexy I do grime, make it flexy Sexy gyal wanna text me Undress me, impress me Can't cook? Don't interest me Old school gyal wanna stress me Lord 'ave mercy, god bless me I just can't let them get me She knows I'm live, I've been deadly From back when Bruza said, 'Get me' [Verse 2] Older gyal like Chip's been cute since girls love boys and tings in boots Off key mosh Akademiks tracksuits Man had bangers before they were born Don't mix my name up with no viral youts Take man to Griming school New school ain't got tech like I'm old school like man from Meridian I'm old school like Palace Pavilion On the block from she had a dummy on a chain Now she got a bum with silicon, go on, jiggle it [Refrain] "We need some more girls in here" Let me call Chantelle cah her friend dem clean Make sure you come with Chanel, how you mean? Huh? Chippy [Chorus] I do grime like it's sexy I do grime, make it flexy Sexy gyal wanna text me Undress me, impress me Can't cook? Don't interest me Old school gyal wanna stress me Lord 'ave mercy, god bless me I just can't let them get me She knows I'm live, I've been deadly From back when Bruza said, 'Get me'