lirik lagu miss lafamilia - lightwork freestyle
[intro]
pierre, how you do that?
[verse 1]
oi, oi, i heard the track that you thought was hard, hmm, it’s medi’
if you need help writing, come meet me
cheeky, indirects are neeky, believe me
ain’t no melody freebiem, went back to basics, still look fleeky
that don ain’t no don, that don get put in a spliff, don’t leach it
remix me, i’ll remix you, can’t ride this wave, get seasick
i was on the m~way, just banged ten cash, [?] on my lap [?] said, “have you seen it?”
went on my phone, couldn’t find her name, she sneak dissed me then blocked and deleted
no one from brum direct if we’re beefing, that [?] got me feelin’ all cheated
the beef get crushed like cashew, best tag your little bro, he come back you
think that you got me? don’t be that fool
no burna boy, make a man [?]
shakku, beef gonna come right at you
talk on my name, get smoke, that’s face on t’s labels won’t back at you
i ain’t never been near long gyal nervous, don’t let the boogie man catch you
i was outside late night on [?], minding my business, tea and maccies
now i gotta take your wig off, i just want chill off and shoes get kick off
talk like they say they’re a big boss, tags right off, woulda bought me a big watch
london bridge is burning, hospital, surgeons, carriage and he~rs~s
giggs how i whip it, excursion, this time get a reliable german
scenes when i see ’em in person, all that fake sh~t, swear i’m allergic
drawing me out sounds perfect, attitude suspect, always stay working (frankincense and myrrh)
this big face thought it was just singing, wordplay different
better do your research, i ain’t no victim, my replies are instant
yard accent but it sound all timid, livid, how can you try and test this chick?
all gun talk, babe, that ain’t realistic
draggin’ out tracks, start goin’ ballistic
talk on my name, i’m eatin’ ’em whole
them girl can’t rap or tweak on my [?]
’cause over their side, they needed the most
white candy must be up your nose to try to diss me, oh, you need to promote?
i was out late tryna see more dough
you was on the net doin’ mix up hoe
comin’ like drake how i give free smoke
sp~c nation how i’m taking these souls (of course i’m lyin’)
whole family get the first three rolls
hung and slaughtered, horrible show
dead music smell, cover your nose
survived off features, everyone know
my ears dem been hurting me
them gyal rhyme like nursery
[refrain]
(brum town baby, birmingham hottie)
(gyal can’t stop me, unruly like millie and poppy)
(authentic, no carbon copy)
yo, brum town baby, birmingham hottie
gyal can’t stop me, we get poppy
champagne poppin’, who am i? who am i?
[verse 2]
laugh some more, really on drill
double sides up, my k!lly just chill
talk on my name and it’s overk!ll
ain’t no boundaries, no, i won’t chill
all on your toes, range rover wheel (ba, ba, ba, ba)
reply if you want but you know the deal (hahahaha)
[outro]
hahahaha
frankincense and myrrh
(if you need help writing, come meet me)
(cheeky, indirects are neeky, believe me)
(ain’t no melody freebie)
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