AKA - Victory Lap (Remix) lyrics

[Introduction - AKA & Tumi:] Haa… Victory Lap Remix You know we had to get the legends for this one right? AKA,Ivy League all day… Let’s go [AKA] T from the V papa… [Tumi] And ah… Ivy League papa… and ah [AKA] It’s big T papa… [Tumi] [Verse 1 - Tumi:] You don’t gotta clap for a legend You shut the f** up,homie standard attention Soon as my name is mentioned They throw me a couple down,now that’s a grand entrance So while you claim to have the title belt sh** I take the bottom up and put me like suspenders Wear these loafers out like Alpha Elken With more lines in my head than the young Nelson Ah… welcome the hardest letter peddler just stepped in, Respect him, no amount of that doing can help him He first in, but the hunger get him second And besides he’s here to help the younger settle in T from the V I’m in my element… feature Cause I felt the kid like avalanche Y’all gonna remember this for the simple fact Newsflash "you sunk boat victory laaaap!" They say I settle the score, war face like Helen of Troy Won’t break I got metal for bars, colgate flow fresher than yours Whole place go apeship applaud… Boom… [Hook:] How many rappers in world right now? Hate it that none of them do it like I Never get enough never get enough Never too much V.I.C.T.O.R.Y Hands up for my victory lap… hands up for my victory lap (Toast to the winners) Hands up for my victory lap… hands up for my victory lap (if you know you a winner) [Verse 2 - AKA:] I got a brand new addiction Studio smelling like my grand mama kitchen Cooking hits up,plenty space cooking biscuits Black fists pump that twenty 76 sh** Just another hit Ivy League designed I push the Benjamin's bu*ton,I’m ahead of my time I’m something like the teenage double H P Words carry weight,that’s a heavy sixteen This is the land slide victory You disfranchised through history Course in my veins magistrate courts or the grave Only way to get divorced from the game A thought for my enemies we don’t play fair So pray for the day that we let them break bread And this ones up two fingers like Gandhi Get the haters enough rope and tell ‘em bhanjee [Hook] [Verse 3 - HHP:] Now pull aside for my victory lap O fetsa ho mpona me k** die plek A ma**acre by the mystery chap … my name Jabula Sweetest taboo like the band sweet back Make the party bounce like a weak cheque I’m deep black I demand your respect I pack beef like the ghetto version of Big Mack My seeds back I’m having my cheese snack JT bringing six to six back I rhyme lekker hence the boots are shaking it Bad news to Jews like a pizza with bacon in Now done faking and leaving the sieve for saking it Crack open the gla** this bird is for the taking now I’m baking like dough boy in heat wave I’m making the whole worlds to behave So be brave DJ Zondi told ya A hit skyf k**ing namane like spoja [Hook] [Verse 4 - Amu:] You made one error,you took me off the list Of the best to ever spit it on the microphone mechanics I’m the Grand Pa of rap,I get down and heads are sorted What? You running this game? No wonder rap is being aborted A rap vet,I’m selling fire to a dragon I made a profit gave it back to all these has-beens I took my back pack and traded it in for fashion I gotta look fresh for it the finish lines I’m pa**ing Mad sparks I’m addressing Represent ikasi lakho boy time for action Get your hood up in arms like Christ of pa**ion Or just grab a drink with the fruit of pa**ion They called me up to come do what I do best To make sure rappers play safe like new s** It’s the beginning of the ending,give me credit I’m demanding reprehension while I’m at it The principal… [Hook:] Hands up for my victory lap… hands up for my victory lap (Toast to the winners) Hands up for my victory lap… hands up for my victory lap (if you know you a winner)