Sir Spyro - Biggie N Mase lyrics

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Sir Spyro - Biggie N Mase lyrics

[Verse 1] Came for a belly 419er, came with a femi Came in a tracksuit, came with a bally Came for the business, nah, I never came for a jezzy Came on my own Had a friend in the car, said "wait till I'm ready" At the front door, man's saying "wait till I'm ready" They wanna know why, I'll say when I'm ready I'm 'bout it, man wanna come repeating excuses I'm not like them, I say 'llow it Always see man swerve round it Is he gonna say it to my face? Doubt it Dem man cry too much, they're pouting Or they try too much, they're shouting Easy, give me a bottle, I'll down it Never gonna bottle it, word, I'm down and [Hook] Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days, but Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days [Verse 2] But man wanna screw me in ends so much I'll bet you a bill that their head falls off Yo, man know the head's all off Got a bomber in the heat cuh the head's all off Dem man dere that flex, they talk off But they never do much, are they here or what? Can a man hear or what? They just wanna talk all day Tryna find my link like Hardy, your don Don't they know that Hardy's got dons? Connected, I'm Hardy.com Can't take me for Charlie or Tom I weren't much of a fighter But man will spray links with the lighter First I was on job, then I was on jobs If I ever need to go back and do either [Hook] Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days, but Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days [Verse 3] I don't Azonto rap Levels, this ain't no condo rap Out with the mandem, not with the woes It's London, this ain't Toronto rap I can't listen to certain man They're lying, dem man have got no facts Lying, dem man have got no straps Insecure, they ain't got no racks But yo, I don't Azonto rap Levels, this ain't no condo rap Out with the mandem, not with the woes It's London, this ain't Toronto rap I can't listen to dem man dere They're lying, dem man have got no facts Lying, dem man have got no straps They're like "how do you clock those facts?", well [Hook] Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days, but Trust me, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Mmm, man's got a million ways Real badboys like Biggie and Mase Might see me in ends, might see me on stage See me with Sam, see me with Jay See me with Ashley, see me with Shadez Might not see me in days

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