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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bailey P
Bailey P
Performer
MC Innes
MC Innes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bailey Preston
Bailey Preston
Composer
Jason Innes
Jason Innes
Lyrics

Lyrics

Bailey P
When I see you dancing, I know you're a ten
It's some kind of magic, we both know it right away
I came here to party (yo, it's your boy Mc Innes), don't want it to end
(Bailey P) getting real ecstatic, we both know it right away
I'm in a new shape Golf R
Taking the safe from your local spar
Me and you are not in the same par
'Cause you push weight and I raise the bar
Let me raise one for my success
If I keep it lit, then I'm up next
No mistakes on this like a drunk text
I don't wanna go back to them bunk beds
Fuck the judge and the pagan screws
Shout BP for the sickest of tunes
All of the boys will be blazing zoots
So watch them disperse when I'm changing moods
Talking of that, I'm ADHD
Can't keep still if you don't pay me
Skip this track if you don't rate me
'Cause I'm the bassline, real slim shady
Hi, my name is one double and three five
Shout to all of the boys inside
Two years' time in a left-hand drive
Fuck a four-by-four, I'ma left that slide
And true say, "Man, I grew with the gypsies"
Hit the nick and they don't wid nixies
We don't spray at no women or pitneys
And when I shoot (it's higher than-)
Addicted
Addicted to dance
Addicted
Addicted to dance
Addicted
Addicted to dance
Addicted
Addicted to dance
When I see you dancing, I know you're a ten
It's some kind of magic
We both know it right away
I came here to party, don't want it to end
Getting real ecstatic, we both know it right away
Right now, I'm the one that you're into
It's your boy, go check out my Insta
I hit shows take a hundred pictures
Devilish man, I'm gonna finger your sister
No cares, but that's me
Put them in a box like HMP
We move weight like an HGV
And infect your body like I'm an STD
But trust me, I've got a graft for the reddies
S3 parked up for the heavies
The man with P is about to get buried
He don't grow haze, he only grows berries
Chat shit to birds, what are you thinking?
Not the only man that she's linking
We move different, you're not big thing
We take blowies off the girl that your lipsin'
Not ready now, I've turned the heat
Been out of jail for more than six weeks
That's peak and I'm king of the beat
Popular guy on more than one street
That's me, I-DOUBLE-N-E-S
See me on the night, it's time to get fresh
So less and I'm smashin' sets
Now I talk to the bank when I'm cashing checks
Written by: Bailey Preston, Jason Innes
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