Tinchy Stryder - Express Urself lyrics
[Tinchy Stryder - Express Urself lyrics]
Express yourself come on and do it, Strydes
Express yourself do it, do it
Yeah, let me express myself
Brand new car, let me Lex myself
Wait, how can I stress this well?
I'm illie on the mic, I'm bad for your health
I'm really on the clouds
I'm out of your world
Celebrate life, I'm out with girls
Good right, this is the good life
But, I stay in the hood like
I'm trapped in a cell
Stone-cold swagger, Gucci or Prada
It really don't matter, I make it look better
Get my butter
More than a slice of bread and cheese
I'm liking this cheddar
Non-stop hit's and a little bit extra
Flow's on point, Mr red beam laser
Yeah, so that means more paper
Let me express myself to the hater
Express myself let me check myself
Express myself i'm tryna be the best myself
Express myself let me check myself
Express myself i can even impress myself
Let me express myself
Let me start from the money
That I'm getting in
Backstage, all of the honeys
That I'm letting in
Lifestyle's really that sick
It needs medicine
Thanks to the bangers I write
I can go out late on a Saturday night
Gimme this, gimme that, plus whatever I like
Buy out the bar like whatever the price
Chase my dream, now I've got my Status
Want a whole book cause I done seen papers
Had struggles and difficult stages
Now I got yellow on the chain, call me Lakers
Don't play me, I don't do games, boy
I'm flaming hot but still reign, boy
Get my point across with no noise
Let me express myself to the young boys
Let me express myself
Had a good few years, I can thank myself
Let me reflect on sales
It went quite well, God bless my soul
I'm hood, I'm raw, a star of course
That much better than them times four
Scratch my back and I will scratch yours
Show me love and I'll show you more
If not minor, see me on the TV
I bling all crazy, shining armour
Me, I don't flop or fold, I go harder
Rock the mic for life, I'm Jay Hova
Wait, I'm not done, it's not over
Gift I got, it's wrapped, it's game over
Let me express myself, get my point across
It gets over
Express yourself do it, do it
Yeah, let me express myself
Brand new car, let me Lex myself
Wait, how can I stress this well?
I'm illie on the mic, I'm bad for your health
I'm really on the clouds
I'm out of your world
Celebrate life, I'm out with girls
Good right, this is the good life
But, I stay in the hood like
I'm trapped in a cell
Stone-cold swagger, Gucci or Prada
It really don't matter, I make it look better
Get my butter
More than a slice of bread and cheese
I'm liking this cheddar
Non-stop hit's and a little bit extra
Flow's on point, Mr red beam laser
Yeah, so that means more paper
Let me express myself to the hater
Express myself let me check myself
Express myself i'm tryna be the best myself
Express myself let me check myself
Express myself i can even impress myself
Let me express myself
Let me start from the money
That I'm getting in
Backstage, all of the honeys
That I'm letting in
Lifestyle's really that sick
It needs medicine
Thanks to the bangers I write
I can go out late on a Saturday night
Gimme this, gimme that, plus whatever I like
Buy out the bar like whatever the price
Chase my dream, now I've got my Status
Want a whole book cause I done seen papers
Had struggles and difficult stages
Now I got yellow on the chain, call me Lakers
Don't play me, I don't do games, boy
I'm flaming hot but still reign, boy
Get my point across with no noise
Let me express myself to the young boys
Let me express myself
Had a good few years, I can thank myself
Let me reflect on sales
It went quite well, God bless my soul
I'm hood, I'm raw, a star of course
That much better than them times four
Scratch my back and I will scratch yours
Show me love and I'll show you more
If not minor, see me on the TV
I bling all crazy, shining armour
Me, I don't flop or fold, I go harder
Rock the mic for life, I'm Jay Hova
Wait, I'm not done, it's not over
Gift I got, it's wrapped, it's game over
Let me express myself, get my point across
It gets over