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Finessekid
Finessekid
Performer
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Finessekid
Finessekid
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IceBoy
IceBoy
Producer

Lyrics

Us, never them (ugh), us, never them (yeah yeah)
Us, never them (ugh), us, never them (yeah yeah)
Huh, uh uh, huh, uh uh, huh, uh uh, uh uh uh
Yo, she wanna go uptown (uh), make snaps in Harrods (uh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (uh), I must be a judge on baddest got talent (uh)
She's from J.A. and she love fashion, I make her say style and pattern (uh)
She's tryna run through the team, do you really? Like Shaqiri (eh), I pass that baton (eh)
Prada cups and I stand on business, my old plug try and move mad with me
Amiri jeans, the way that I ripped him, what the fuck was he thinking?
You can't, you can't call lil' bro for her bends
'Cause his trap line kick like Bispin
It's all merry when the payment lands, no biscuit
Made me a drink and sipped it
Hit it from the side, the back, the front
I'm showing her angles
I make her leg lock like Kurt Angle
She want the Van Cleef Cartier bangle
Rather just ski with her Hermes sandals
Big body bands, I can handle (give me that)
Her and her friends, I can handle (give me that)
They're making a mess, I can handle (eh)
Yo, she wanna go uptown (uh), make snaps in Harrods (uh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (uh), I must be a judge on baddest got talent (uh)
She's from J.A. and she love fashion, I make her say style and pattern
She's tryna run through the team, do you really? Like Shaqiri, I pass that baton (eh)
I do not care if it's been three years since I've been up in her
Roadblock spinner she don't mean bitter
Take her for dinner I make her sing like Thames down river
The brain was dead I snooze like scissor (eh)
I can't chase skirt I'm chasing bread
I need a gege hard though pitter
Huh, huh, abracadabra, alakazam
She wanna do tricks and show me she bad
Abracadabra, alakazam
She wanna do tricks and play with her hands
Deep throat make wood disappear, damn
She can play with us all like the magic, man
Come like pepper, she manage that
Mad, mad, mad, huh
Brown skin, melanin, sweet and genuine
And she make me feel good like medicine
Out here meddling but it ain't settling
Give a right back to the streets like bellering
I remember them days in the field
I was young with the euros
I felt like bellin' 'em, uh, uh
I felt like bellin' 'em
Yo, she wanna go uptown (uh), make snaps in Harrods (uh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (uh), I must be a judge on baddest got talent (uh)
She's from J.A. and she love fashion, I make her say style and pattern (uh)
She's tryna run through the team, do you really? Like Shaqiri, I pass that baton (eh)
Yo, she wanna go uptown, make snaps in Harrods
Most my chicks ain't got no manners, I must be a judge on baddest got talent
She's from J.A. and she love fashion, I make her say style and pattern
She's tryna run through the team, do you really? Like Shaqiri, I pass that baton
Written by: Finessekid
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