Wretch 32 - Rude Boy (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Tally] So what's the deal? Tropicana, kind of sh** you could find in Brazil This sh** is real Chilling with the n***as and you know they got license to k** So, I need a kilo Got a fiver on me, I'mma buy me some Doritos You ain't got the reload? Oh, you a Pookie n***a You just acting like you Rico [Hook: Angel] Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough Cause I don't wanna catch no case Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it off, let it off, let it off, let it off Cuh man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner [Verse 2: Wretch 32] Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner With a Riri on my arm and my armour saying cici f**boy, mi no talk much, mi no tweet tweet Trap, buss your Twitter fingers when you see me If you put a finger on my gang I might take the finger off your hand But leave you right there where you stand Got some young n***as that'll k** you with the gab I grew around the best, they said it's all about the money Anyting a anyting for Mummy I care for my mother, I shed tears for my mother Picking what we gonna wear for the summer That's rare in the gutter, see, I care for me So I care for you like you care for me And I've seen how you share with your runner How you tryna keep it 1000 with a oner? [Hook: Angel] Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cuh man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner [Verse 3: Jme] Yo, yo, yo, put this on replay Young Gs buy a drink, split it three ways Man'll use their schoolbook for a replay Living life based off what we say When you're spitting on the beat You're spitting on the street, fam, you're selling them a dream I wish man told me when I was a teen Dead food, dead beef, dead cuisine, dead With no charger Tell a man fix up, work harder See him in pharm but he's not a farmer Wanna place blame on no father Man ah man ah have got canerow, no barber Man ah man ah run the radio like Sama Man a run the TV like a drama Mum and Dad are cool now, now a holla [Hook: Angel] Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cuh man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner [Hook: Angel] Why they wanna call my name? I don't really talk much when they talk tough Cause I don't wanna catch no gaze Man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner If they ever call my name I let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Cuh man ah man ah rudeboy from the corner