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Central Cee
Bad B's, they curved the kid
Back then when I weren't so lit, now I'm lit, they're pissed
Told bro-bro that you gotta take it slow
But he knows crime pays, so he won't go lidge'
Went three-for-three, now I'm six-for-six
Put in the work for years for this, this ain't no coincidence
I did haffi take them trips

Shit
They're talkin' shit and it makes me sick
I said: Fuck school, and it made me rich
We did sell crack on an 80's ting
The jakes on us and they pray we slip
Said: Fuck school, and I broke the law
Told little bro: Gotta' stay in school
Tellin' the kids this shit ain't cool
Fuck, I'm so hypocritical

She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo

And she let it clap for a nigga
She let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri

Billie Jean, Billie Jean, uh
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr

Fly uptown when I'm feelin' down
I wanna do retail therapy (I wanna do retail therapy)
Been with the gang all week
I need some female energy (some female energy)
Sucked my soul, I lost my breath
She got me breathin' heavily (she got me breathin' heavily)

Wow, man down, man down
You ain't really bad, pipe down, pipe down
I don't give a fuck right now, right now
Why everybody judge like Simon Cowell?
Pull up on my IG, undercover
But you don't like me, suck your mudda
If a nigga try me, won't recover
If you don't like me, mm-mm

English, English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer
Vi-Vida loca, high as a kite, never sober
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova

She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo

And she let it clap for a nigga
She let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri

Billie Jean, Billie Jean, uh
Christian Dior, Dior
I'm up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr