Lyca

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[Intro: Lyrical Strally] Money up, money up front Money up, money up front Money up, money up front Money up, money up front Money up, money up front Money up, money up front [Chorus: Lyrical Strally] Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer [Verse 1: Lyrical Strally] Off your perch, yeah, I'm gonna knock ya But I don't trap on a Nokia Ain't got my paper, I'm gonna rock ya Or I can get my pad out and lock ya Write-off like you crashed your whip Don't be chattin' shit About spin me like helicopter He must be spinning off vodka It's a Saint P wave that I'm on, star Beast on the mic, on the ink I'm a monster These MCs are eating, I deserve lobster You're not levels, I'm higher on the roster High 'cause I'm high, I won't drink a Foster I'm on target like Costa So, send for me? That's gonna cost ya Tell a man I don't like your posture [Chorus: Lyrical Strally] Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer [Verse 2: PK] I said your girl, man, I might like her I'm gonna pipe her, so I might give her the wonka Take her back to the yard and conk her No long stuff, onto the next buff Man have got another girl chillin' with a big bum I'm a little guy but I like big bums Gyal get drawn on a night with a big bum No long ting when I frontline quick, don I'll Pinch your girl's bum 'cause she got a big one Camden Town and your girl likes this spot YGG and your girl likes us lot When I say us lot, no, not them lot Draw your girl outside of the chip shop What you gonna do when your girlfriend's had enough? And she starts to put that [Chorus: Lyrical Strally] Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer [Verse 3: Saint P] Hold on, man said he's gonna press like apps on the S3 Kick in the ball bags, don't get testy Got no dough and you're in your twenties North West don, I spent days by the chip shops When man used to bang Sam's, not Wendy's Gyal with a slim back, chest all hefty Not wife but you shoulda saw what she sent me Still, peng tings, I need plenty Can't believe them, gun chat on a set (same gyal air you regularly text me) Said he shoots like a Lex (could've been him) But he looks like a Lexi Me nuh inna nuttin' with triangle don But I'll flatline a man like a set piece I've got so many levels, I move recky Don't tempt me, get me? I'll leave your chest empty You don't trap, you're trendy Said she wanna fuck me as soon as she met me, I was like hold on [Chorus: Lyrical Strally] Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer Money up front yeah that's what I like-a But I don't trap on a Lyca See your girl, I might like her Not on about a Facebook liker Them man are batty, they wear lycra Call him a him but he looks like her Them bars make me scratch my head Mmm, I call them man a licer