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Ayrton Seke
Ayrton Seke
Songwriter
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Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh, yeah, check
[Verse 2]
Gold chain, man, I let it gliss off my dark skin
Wait
I got a bad bitch, she a dark skin
I work on my shit, then I let it spin
I don't give **** second chances
Your style is smelly, ****, give it a shower
Never feeling like the man of the hour
Always feeling like the man of the year
I hit shit in and out every year
I'm vibing out, now she wanna come near
She wasn't the one, she burst into tears
Real **** how I run with the spear, ayy
The vision is clear
I've got the jewelry swinging off me
Wait
[Verse 3]
Shorty be brown and peng man
Man, she coming like caramel coffee
I find the flow, then I let it go
I hop on the mic and it's case closed
Now I rock the show in some casual clothes
I put the beat in a chokehold
I ain't really trippin' 'bout postcodes
But I'll let you know
If you touch me or my bro
Then I got a whole pack of smoke for you and all your cousins, bro
You **** are bummy, that's word to my mum
Me and my **** the combo
We're coming like Timmy and Tony
Wait
I'm moving slowly
Bill up a fat one, I need a pokey
Don't be dopey around me
I'm not a dumbass
I don't chat to the police
[Verse 4]
I'm tellin' her stop it
Tell me what I be about
She putting words in my mouth (Why?)
Believing the shit that she heard
I step alone on the curb
Sticky shit I just swerve
It gets on my nerves, ayy (Skrr skrr)
I ain't really with the talkin' shit
I don't like using words, ayy
I'm a simple ****, Mr. Fundamental like I play for the Spurs, ayy
I keep my head down, I don't talk much, I just sit and observe
Man, I just lurk, ayy
I had to quickly just put some **** in the dirt
I skid and I skrrt, ayy
I skid and I skrrt, you bitch
[Verse 5]
I made 3K off beat tapes
And now I feel like Kanye
That bitch wanna go on a date
I was like "No way, Jose"
Jose brought in the hoes, ayy
And they sippin' on the Perrier
Got the big blunts and sake
She wanna parlay with me (She wanna chat man)
[Verse 6]
Man, I keep it G, and I stay lowkey
I'm above six feet
Bad B wanna do sex
'Cause she knows I'm a special G (Nice)
And she heard 'bout my special Es
I'm makin' a beat then I sip Tetley
Your bitch wanna step with me
My woman ain't cheap, she wears Fenty
[Verse 7]
Unfortunately
Your time is up
My time is now, they rated me
And I'm in the major league
16 out of 10 when they rated me
And that's not it
I got tricks up my sleeve
Wait, why your girl wanna wrestle me?
That's two Ws and a E
Win win, then I exit, G
Wait
[Verse 8]
And you thought it was over
My girl come and sort out my boner
I got tricks like Rabona
Shuffle, young George, **** know I'm the captain
You can catch me in my space shuttle
I've only known you two weeks
How can you ask me to say that I love you?
I had to just burst her bubble
I come from the south, man, I come from the rubble
That's why the trouble, it follows
I'm serving these ****, they callin' me Apu (From The Simpsons)
Yeah
[Verse 9]
I'm tellin' her stop it
Tell me what I be about
She putting words in my mouth (Why?)
Believing the shit that she heard
I step alone on the curb
Sticky shit I just swerve
It gets on my nerves, ayy (Skrr skrr)
I ain't really with the talkin' shit
I don't like using words, ayy
I'm a simple ****, Mr. Fundamental like I play for the Spurs, ayy
I keep my head down, I don't talk much, I just sit and observe
Man, I just lurk, ayy
I had to quickly just put some **** in the dirt
I skid and I skrrt
I skid and I skrrt, you bitch
Written by: Ayrton Seke
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