Kano - Chip Roll, Sausage in Batter lyrics

I do this for the streets
Yeah I do it for my niggers
I do this for my female dogs, bitches
Women all around blowing thousands'a kisses
Turn me into Prince Charming, rib-bit
I do this 'cos I does it
I do it 'cos I'm just the shit seat up
No air freshener and I ain't flushing it
Mixtape master, Sense artiste
Wax on wax off Mister Miyagi
I come into the club, I take over the town
Like Titanic repeats you know it's going down
You know what I'm about
You're girlfriend watch her
Ben Steal her from a nigga
Yeah Meet The Fockers
Body like you watch her
And binoculars like opera
Pocket money back off said she
Got it from her mother
All them men they love her
They all wanna marry
I just want a massage with
A Gilmore and ending happy
They all take their shopping Dolce, Louis
She knows that I'm too G'd up Gucci
We can hit the club
But we don't hit the movie
And anything I ask her she do like Stewie
She said she "ain't a groupie"
I said I ain't a group, please
"Okay let me take a picture"
I don't do cheese oh so heartless
Stone cold partner we get plastered
Oh dirty bastard old school Partners
Phone call, Paris
Front line Gaza, Riddim Dadas
Mixtape Bars, Grime-God fathers
I try hard to keep up with the Carters
Twitter beef starters
Why do you have ask the
Questions Answer "Suck your mudda"
Crown me, Plaza can't put my finger on it
Thats my 16 from college bingo, Gala
Please I am the wrong tree you're a barker
First place I'm the Usain you're Asafa
They know Kane marking road Panorama
Chip roll sausage batter ketchup, tata bauer