Skepta - Money Right Lyrics
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Money Right
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What Are The Lyrics For Money Right By Skepta?
Aww, shit
(Yeah, yeah) Raskit and Skepta Beats to the end, tryna get that cash Yeah, goin' on dirty, goin' on stank You throw a penny up the wall Pick the money up off the floor You grip it, you flip it Tell the plug you need some more Second time tonight Tell him you need a better price He said the weight is heavy Tell him you need the exercise My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right Hey, stop that, start that, get that (what?) No, we ain't ducking no get back It's Rascal and Skeppy With something peppery for your headback Ain't no disrespect better dead that Come through stuntin' and suttin' all jet black Mandem hustlin' and crumblin' Rollin' and bunin' that jetpack Stumblin, lungs and lookin' all jet black Old school east side brother I rep that You go check that you'll get your neck snapped All of them setbacks Kept me on the tip of my crepes and I can't forget that Forget my cheque and you will regret that I get the cheque and they can't affect that You better check that This all correct up get that cheque back You throw a penny up the wall Pick the money up off the floor You grip it, you flip it Tell the plug you need some more Second time tonight Tell him you need a better price He said the weight is heavy Tell him you need the exercise My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right Go on then, go on then, we don't play (nah) It's Skeppy and Raskit back with a brand new track, yeah, the London wave (smoke) Everyday man follow me surfin' online tryna catch the wave (the wave) Get baptised, make your whole crew capsize Been bullying crews for days (greaze) Tell that pussy'o stop talking rubbish Man came in with the thuggish ruggish (greaze) You cannot talk about the roads to a guy that's fuckin' done it (done it, done it) Yeah, running around the street with a balley for the money Baby fathers got the yutes with the swammy in the buggy (woah) I'm the alpha omega, please Take what's older, I slay, you freeze Lay you out where you stay that's greaze I don't ramp, I don't play and I do not bend And I do not sway with ease They can't sway me away from Ps I want all of the smoke I'm wheezy And I smoked about a thousand trees Breathe easy you know my steez E3 and Meridian Gs Way I move so ghost I'm local but I'm thinkin' I'm overseas Trying to seize some vitamin D Dotting the Is and crossing the Ts You're a joker, you can't be serious if you say you ain't got my pennies You throw a penny up the wall Pick the money up off the floor You grip it, you flip it Tell the plug you need some more Second time tonight Tell him you need a better price He said the weight is heavy Tell him you need the exercise My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right My money right Wait 'til I get my money right Ha ha! Just like that They never saw it coming We don't talk for the sake of talkin' We just get it done Yutes in the ends, tryna get that cash East, North, South, West Big up your chest Goin' on dirty, goin' on stank |
Who Wrote Money Right By Skepta?
David Sylvian, Dylan Kwabena Mills, Joseph Olaitan Adenuga
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What's The Duration Of The Money Right By Skepta?The duration of Money Right is 3:20 minutes and seconds. |
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