Chip - Mayday lyrics

[Tinie Tempah - Hook] Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! [Tinie Tempah - Verse 1] January, February, March, April, May Day! I like my ‘Tron coffee with some ma'f**in' Baileys I'm never bangin' (Ugh), probably never bangin' (yeah) But shout out the n***a Bow Wow And shout out the n***a Ray Jay Mountin' my Mercedes whiter than the KKK Chauffeur don't impress ‘em then I bet the f-ckin' May may I'm private so I put my girls on separate planes to vac-ay And I promise I'm a land ‘em they ain't even Israeli I don't talk the talk I walk Stars come out when I tour Will.I.Am and Fergie b**h 2 Peas and a Pod I got so many awards I'm a mil' short of the Forbes That's a slight exaggeration but I'm never gon' be poor b**h [Hook] Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! [Chipmunk - Verse 2] Okay so Tinie wants me on Mayday Everyday is my Payday Talk sh** and get punched up My n***a's got David Haye ways Peach Ciroc is what we taste Drink until I can't pee straight And your girl wants to go on moffo? That's what I call a pee-take I got 30 under my neck 25 on my wrist Couple rabbits got f-cked to make this fur coat that I'm in Relocate to another town Every year that's another house Picture me when I'm 25 Lord help me, I'm 20 now My attitude's a little street Girls move brain and still call me sweet I don't kiss, let alone tell But there's enough famous girls that I've beat I've been doing this thing properly Toast to the j**els and the property Cold and you still ain't as hot as me And I make Mohammad that's profit G [Hook] Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday January, February, March, April, May Day! We in the club, it's going down [Verse 3 - Soulja Boy] January, February, March, April, May Day! Yes I hopped up out the bed and you know that it's a payday Everywhere we go, we got the girls going crazy Kush blunts in my ashtray, ahh man that sh** cray Ahh man, hold up man, that G6 to vacate I hit the block, Am I going straight Pulled up with the Sunray Soulja tell ‘em, I ain't what ya say I pulled up like Santa's sleigh Money on deck everyday Cashed up, I'm getting paid Her a** fat like Jenna Shea I'm tatted up like Lil Wayne Later on we running train My alias and aka My snap back is Obey I'm on her hair like a toupee Yeah everybody know me, you can match that? yeah ok!