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[Intro: Big Shaq]
Yo
Big Shaq (the one and only)
I told them check the statistacs
Man’s not hot
Skrrat, skidi-kat-kat
Boom

[Verse 1: Big Shaq]
Two plus two is four
Minus one that’s three, quick maths
Everyday man’s on the block
Smoke trees
See your girl in the park
That girl is a uckers
When the ting went quack-quack-quack
You man were ducking (remix ting)

[Verse 2: Lethal Bizzle]
Five plus five is ten
Add a quick M, that’s my net worth
Every day I drink Shocker
Get burse
See your girl in my Rolls
Snapchat, doing thot pose
Two twos, now she in the back
No clothes
Hold tight Muttley (my brudda)
He’s got the flavors
Hold tight Damon (my G)
He’s got the shavers
You might see me creep through the ends (creeping)
No Benz (nah)
Hit Western Fried (quick)
Go check couple friends
My ting goes papow
Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow
Chk-a-chk
Papow, pow-pow-pow
Chk-a-chk
Quasiah, pow-pow-pow-pow-pow
Pow-pow
Leave it

[Chorus: Big Shaq]
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
The girl told me, “Take off your jacket”
I said, “Babes, man’s not hot” (never hot)

[Verse 3: Chip]
Chippy, ayy
Hopped out the four door with the .44
Stop lying, you ain’t got no mash
Better fix them fiction raps
Man tell lies, facts (trust me)
Man get silly on mic (wah’gwan)
So man get drilly on guys (brrrt)
I don’t care about a million views
You’ll get blasted a million times (boom)
Man buss mic and break rules (rules)
I got wordplay gems and jewels (jewels)
In the club in my jacket and all this ice
Like man’s not hot, man’s cool (flex)
League of my own
Don’t care about titles, don’t mind rivals, I (baow)
Bring a storm like Michael
Bad like Michael, dapper like Michael
In Hollywood doing ten toes (out ‘ere)
Dressed like a London bloke (sauce)
Out here, you can’t find no wife (nah)
It’s just thots and skets and hoes (mad ting)
And the Cali’s just hitting my dome (dome)
I’m too high man, I gotta go home (go yard)
Gang book flights and go
Man already know how this ting goes (yeah)

[Refrain: Big Shaq]
The ting goes skrrrahh (ah)
Pap, pap, ka-ka-ka (ka)
Skidiki-pap-pap (pap)
And a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom (boom)

[Verse 3: Krept]
Me plus your girl in a bed
Equals sperm in her egg, quick science
She swallowed that too
Quick diets (mad ting)
You ain’t fully on arms
You ain’t fully on wars
Oi Shaq, heard your ting went quack
My ting went woof-woof-woof and hit one of your dargs (Asnee)
Less jokes, more bars in
Dem man ain’t on warrin’
Man jump out, no warnin’
Man ah start mmmin’ and arghin’
Kojo Funds, dun talkin’
Skidiki pop-pop, man’s sparring
They went Dagenham
Only time man’s been on barking
Krept’s so wrong, if I was on Love Island
Woulda tried beat Jess, no ‘dom
I don’t wanna dead no beef
I don’t want to sort it out (hold tight Dave)
The ting goes skrrrahh
Mind how you talk in south (brilliant)
Hold tight Femz (free up)
He was on mayhem
Like 15, on a 410 bus
With a skeng doe, tryna do AMs (mad, mad, mad)

[Verse 4: Konan]
Your girl don’t wanna let me go
Must be the Versace
Now she getting D in a car
Listening to Cardi
My young boy got it in a party
3-6-5 no days off
If I aim it that way
I’ll bet your boys all take off (that way)
All I see is clowns and neeks
Leave a boy counting shee
Mum told me count to 10
Before I put a boy down in street
I hear them talkin’ bout war
Make sure you’re sure
I call my young boy Jay-Z
What you think he’s got the .44 for?
Girls say, “look at his watch”
Girls say, “look at his watch” (look at it)
All this ice on my top
Man could never be hot (never)
I told him gimme all three
Like I get it all free (gimme that)
My weed man from Ghana (chale)
All he do is talk tree

[Chorus: Big Shaq]
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
The girl told me, “Take off your jacket”
I said, “Babes, man’s not hot” (never hot)

[Verse 5: Jme]
Serious, yeah, you know the line
Man thought I can only flow to grime
Speed equals distance over time
When man said “quick maths”, that came to mind
Man like me get flashed and pay the fine
Pay that, card or cash, it ain’t declined
If they told you that I weren’t hot
Trust me, fam, that’s a lie
Fuck that, man’s hot
0-60 in the whip man’s got
Burning rubber like mum’s Dutch pot
Smells like Michelin or Dunlop
Dem man are listening, but I’m not
Don’t want to hear about some cunch spot
With Skutnu or Oosna, man run shop
Used to roll with man with a one pop
Now I spit bars and sound like gunshots
I tell a man “get back”
Or I’ll slap that black flat cap
Don’t give me backchat
Chatting poop, look, come out the room
Slap
Left hook, you’re shook, now boom
Poom-poom
You don’ know

[Chorus: Big Shaq]
I tell her man’s not hot, I tell her man’s not hot
The girl told me, “Take off your jacket”
I said, “Babes, man’s not hot” (never hot)
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
The girl told me, “Take off your jacket”
I said, “Babes, man’s not hot” (never hot)

[Refrain: Big Shaq]
The ting goes skrrrahh (ah)
Pap, pap, ka-ka-ka (ka)
Skidiki-pap-pap (pap)
And a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom (boom)
Skya (ah), du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun (dun)
Poom, poom, you don’ know

[Outro: Big Shaq]
Big Shaq
Man’s not hot
I tell her man’s not hot (never hot)
40 degrees and man’s not hot (come on)
Yo, in the sauna
Man’s not hot (never hot)
Yeah, skidika-pap-pap

Hook
Call it rap call it pop boy
Call it what you want boy, we call you a opp boy
Gotta big gun? who you shot boy
Call it rap call it pop boy
Call it what you want boy, we call you a opp boy
Imma real life gothboi

{verse 1}
Why the fuck you lying in the streets?
Why the fuck you lying to me
Why the fuck you lying to her
You couldn’t even buy her the purse
Everybody wanna flex on each other
I just wanna some money for my mother
This ain’t a competition
Please listen, hold up listen to me
I was really in the kitchen, but i sing about bitches
Cause i really know killas they are not like you at all
I can tell it, i can smell it
I can see it in your eyes boy yeah
Thats why i got respect cause i ain’t a fucking lie boy

{hook}
Call it rap call it pop boy
Call it what you want boy, we call you a opp boy
Gotta big gun? who you shot boy
Call it rap call it pop boy
Call it what you want boy, we call you a opp boy
Imma real life gothboi

{outro}
You ain’t on the block boy
Yeah you got a Glock boy, you hot boy
That ain’t smart boy get your ass locked boy
And for what?
(you digging your own grave)
(you digging your own grave)

[Intro]
Aye
Aye, aye, aye

[Chorus]
Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

[Verse 1]
I walk in the bank, look like a walking lick
All these bitches fuck with us, we on some jiggy shit
Niggas hate they in the way, I stay up out the mix
She know I’m a trick or treat, don’t do relationships
Nigga we gon’ hit no miss, no we don’t do no diss
[?]
My cup so dirty it might kill you when you take a sip
Bitch I’m so hard think I’m the pilot of this battleship
[?] too fast and almost crashed my whip
The cops go for me then I’m silent I can never snitch
[?]

[Chorus]
Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

[Verse 2]
And now they like me ’cause I’m winning, gotta keep my distance
When I was broke and had no name they always kept forgetting
Shoot like I’m Pippen, I’ma score [?]
If I’m a dog then you a pussy, I’ma beat the kitten
I’ma triple threat, make a hook and cash the check
Now they see a nigga next, but I [?]
Pop a pill she not herself, rolling off these Percocets
She the freaky type for sex, [?]

[Chorus]
Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

Big money on me nigga I’ma run it up
‘Cause I remember I was broke and I ain’t have enough
Now I’m fly, she like to back it up
No surprise, now she fuck with us

[Intro]
Yuh, we just started from the top, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Ayy! Uh

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 1]
Huh? Huh? Huh? What did you say?
Umm, repeat, yuh
Yachty pulled up in a new ‘Cedes truck (that’s nice)
Lights, they on the front
Pause, Then I’ma stunt
Ayy, you not savage so keep that shirt tucked
No you not, no you not
I am a bad boy, don’t wear no seat buckle
Beat down that pussy then dust off my knuckles
What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles
Walk the damn plank, on yo’ bitch I plank
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, I’m blessed
Don’t ask me why ’cause I don’t look like you

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 2]
Terio, ohh, kill ’em!
It’s how I walked up in the building
This the man I’m with the millions
I’m as high as hands up in the sky
When it’s yo’ auntie’s hands saying hallelujah!
I’m the shit, what’s it to ya?
(Umm, here’s your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, ’cause it be tripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I’m the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin’ ’bout Kennedy, she said I’m awesome!

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

Cardi B is threatening to make Offset go Eric Benet if he pulls another stunt again.

JAY-Z coined the phrase on his single “Kill JAY-Z” off his 4:44 album. “You almost went Eric Benét, Let the baddest girl in the world get away, I don’t even know what else to say, Ni**a, never go Eric Benét!” Hov raps. During her performance at the Holiday Hip Hop Festival in Mississippi last night, Cardi B fired off a stern warning to her fiance Offset using some lines this time from Beyonce’s Lemonade.

“I let a ni**a know though. You do that sh*t again, you gon’ lose your wife,” Cardi B said in reminiscence of the famous lines on Beyonce’s single “Don’t Hurt Yourself” where she sings, “Uh, this is your final warning, You know I give you life, If you try this sh*t again, You gon lose your wife.”

Cardi B and Offset were recently embroiled in some cheating drama that aired out on social media after hackers leaked a video showing the Migos rapper allegedly cheating on his fiancee with another female inside a hotel room back in September of this year. He has since denied the allegations and seems she has forgiven him for any miss steps but not without a stern warning. The hackers who somehow got into Offset’s iCloud account also leaked explicit videos of Cardi B online and says that they have a full sex tape of the two.

The pair started dating earlier this year while they were working together on a song. They were first spotted out in public together at the Super Bowl and since then they have been inseparable. In October, they broke up for a few days after airing out each other on social media, but then got engaged a few days later when Offset proposed to her on stage at the Powerhouse concert in Philadelphia with a giant diamond ring cost north of $500,000.

#cardib #offset #warning

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