Dappy - I'm Coming (tarzan Part 2)

You wanna see a lot

So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen
And he acts like cuz' you forgotten me
Boy
I ain't got time to shit let alone come check you blud
You know I'm hot property
I got property
Right now I'm in Europe fucking up more shit than the economy
So when you land you know I got you properly

I bring my people trough with everything I do
You repping me I fuck with you
Aaahhaaa
You're a snitchin' little bitch and you love singin' to the blues
Well this song wasn't made for you
Aaahhaaa
I'm coming
I'm coming
For you
Aaahhaaa
I'm coming
I'm coming
For you

Yo, fuck so good make a bitch wanna fight me
Wanna Rolex ring Wiley
When I was a bum, no-one really liked me
Now it's time someone went a got a new job for Tinie
I'm only playing
I'm just saying
I'm shit so hard
I'm constipated, overworked, underrated
Now my things poppin' off, no gun relation
Grind all day but I ain't roller blading
All eyes on mói
No love for the ex
On that note T tell Kelly I've got that motivation
I beg, someone find Max online and let her know,
I wanna smash her from the back
If not, Sarah Jane can come
Give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack

I'll be killing niggers
I'll be getting bred hard
Da number one all day on the chart show
So fuck you and your 90 track mixtake
That's a million bars of assholes
My flows are wrecked and it opens legs
It's fly than a motherfucking Jumbo jet

What a selfish bastard, no respect
You know Dapz, no regrets
I still roll through my hood and I wear my chain
Fuck a Top Boy scorcher and Bashy can't do the same
Real recognised, real
How many albums have you sold today?
I ain't say I'm Wayne or Kanye
But I'm living life on the runway
If you're nang, I'll be like
'Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to the gun play,
king of the jungle, hardest can be
I dare you to let your chick party with me
I'm Tarzan and I'm hung like a tree' Imagine if your new born pops out looking exactly like me moi Banter,
but on the real get her on pampers
Because I'll be on the tour bus getting pampered
I heard Simon Cowell thinks I'm a little wanker
And I'm getting on his tits like cancer
And I don't wanna start mentioning names
Fuck it
Where they all now?
They're bankrupt

Joe McElderry, oh what a stand up
Alexandra, pull your socks up
Where you hits at?
You're no winner
I feel bad 'cause your voice is amazing
But your careers getting raped by a Mason
That shit fucking upsets me 'cause it don't get me
Try bring them near me
Coming round with your hands out
Wanting a hand out
Ah, that's too political

I don't care about a Bentley, Gucci or a Fendi
Mans living in a spaceship
You got clapped by a
Bang
Your girl got macked by a
Bang
That smooth criminal

I'm a product of my environment
I ain't saying me and you are any different
I'm just planning an early retirement
I don't mean Surrey when I say I'm going Kingston
Every man's welcome to fly a long distance
We be on the beach with weed
Man Winston
Winston!
Plus I'm the craziest thing out the United Kingdom

I bring my people trough with everything I do
You repping me I fuck with you
Aaahhaaa
You're a snitchin' little bitch and you love singin' to the blues
Well this song wasn't made for you
Aaahhaaa
I'm coming
I'm coming
For you
Aaahhaaa
I'm coming
I'm coming
For you

I ain't even going in
I'm just fucking around
They just weren't
You know me
I'd rather singing my shit anyway
Big up Keyz motherfucker
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