Merky ACE - VIP lyrics

[Merky ACE - VIP lyrics]

Man have got Ps so man are very important
What, you want a portion?
Talking 'bout extortion?
You better proceed with caution
Man have got Ps so man are very important
What, you want a portion?
Talking 'bout extortion?
You better proceed with caution

Move with caution if you proceed
Shoot him in his back, make his marjay grieve
Facing forward, knife your greaze
Pull out the streeze and cut him behind trees
Running on a whirly line, bob and weave
One eye closed, squat, squeeze
Two handed, yeah, that's my steeze
I hold gun like these yeah
Maximum accuracy
Go home, smoke cheese, got jack
That's L-IV-E
Can I get shift? Nah, that's not me
Cuh they ain't shit, Kozzie
Already know I tear up main roads
And I wait outside when man do not know
Might stab him ten times, promote my EP
Call that Catch Up 3
Blue and white tape, that's all around you
Black and yellow cone, that's by my feet
Caution, do not slip around me
When you're coughing and bleeding
That's wet floor
And a mop ting that's this likkle four
You can play dead but I'll riddle some more
But

Man have got Ps so man are very important
What, you want a portion?
Talking 'bout extortion?
You better proceed with caution
Man have got Ps so man are very important
What, you want a portion?
Talking 'bout extortion?
You better proceed with caution

You better proceed with caush
Skrrt like Porsche
Had 'em running in circles
Just like Nascar course
All type of badness man endorse
You ain't shot food since like '04
Can't come back in the game and run warm
Me, killer bee, VS, we swarm
Eight, that's a pectoral torn
Four, that's your whole torso gone
That one there we call serious corn
Not sweetcorn
Mek a man reverse born, better think twice
Cause, I make my stack incline
When I do dirt, I rinse mine
And I go shop with the kitchen
Told man think twice
Thought I was slipping but man
Ah had trip mines mad Max head mash up cause
I never did get mine
But, I'm out here and I got this bitch line
Sophie Ellis-Bextor, want her ring mine
I don't do lighties, that there's his grind
No more aliens, middle man are spliff mind
They're all smoking that Nubian
If they think that I'll ever
Be cool with them
Try say wah gwan but I'll them

Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan
Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan
Daylight run up on juicing them
Night time, pop out, guess who again?
Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan
Mujahideen, I'm a hooligan
Daylight run up on juicing them
Night, pop out, guess who again?
It's me, Max get bax
Real on the tracks tryna make stacks
Chilling in flats holla at cats
And gyal with big backs
Tell her suck my ballsacks
Tell her get out, scram
Get out of here, get gone you don't know man
A-what you're on?
Think say you're nice in a one likkle thong?
Get gone gotta get Ps
That's what man ah man ah is on
And I'm in the lab with Cads right now
After, I've gotta duck out
Said he wants something for his nose snout
Oi, I'm out

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