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thameslink - proph (uk) lyrics

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[chorus]
look, ask ’bout pr, they know where we are
i’m in london town on the thameslink
i love my bro like i love the bad ones
and the both of them want extensions
cast on me like i’m michael jack
but i’m in a hood like v12 engines
turned down a quarter m
‘cah just like mummy, i’m real independent

[verse 1]
look, don’t get me started ’cause i gotta end it
don’t give a f*ck ’bout offending
ain’t got the memo? little n***a, it’s pending, uh
i do not talk on the street ties
i’m tryna blow up and leave out the trenches
while you n****s act like my thick one
making up sh*t and you’re still tryna blend in, ha
don’t talk like man if you ain’t popping like this
this god’s plan, [?] gotta like this
you ain’t see what i see, you are not in my clique
i feel like skeppy in ’02 suttin’
f*ck n***a, don’t think that i owe you suttin’
don’t even try hop out and pressure lil’ p
you n****s must think that we inna cool running
my d*cup shorty too pushy
i’m a rockstar, baby, don’t push me
sh*t, i ain’t even like that n***a
but my daddy ain’t raise no p*ssy
they were saying “lil p, how could he?”
shouldn’t stick to the rap, now, should he?
man, i’m top three rappers in the country
and still i might sing to your girl like a boogie
[chorus]
look, ask ’bout pr, they know where we are
i’m in london town on the thameslink
i love my bro like i love the bad ones
and the both of them want extensions
cast on me like i’m michael jack
but i’m in a hood like v12 engines
turned down a quarter m
‘cah just like mummy, i’m real indep–

[verse 2]
young boy, don’t ask what i’m on, bro
ltd if i tear out the envelope
she got a batty, i think she from congo
ain’t f*cking? i’ll delete the convo
jb got a bag with a long nose
seen that boy switch and i don’t mean his console
i like this shorty, we don’t get along though
tell— go f*ck up her monzo
last night, had my mouth on her thong, though
combo, drum that sh*t like a bongo
two hand on her waist, a strong hold
slight reverse and i’m backing it pr*nto
op, i weren’t pulling ’em in
and my new tings ain’t too shabby, alonso
fine one, she don’t know how the game go
hey ho, bet she gon’ know how my song go
yeah, look
i got something for your waist, uh huh
face card giving me face, uh huh
harlem, man hit it and shake, uh huh
(shake, shake, shake)
still got one in la, uh huh
fine boy, can’t cover my face, uh huh
badman might tun up the place, uh huh
uh huh, uh huh
uh huh, uh huh
uh huh, uh huh
uh huh, uh huh
[outro]
gwaan little pr! bad from me born
let me get on that, please, cuz
please, cuz
that sh*t’s hard, cuz

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