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[Verse 1]
Hard to tell if you wanna stay
Don’t need an invitation
For moves I want you to make
Coy but, boy, be sure, don’t you wait
Swear I want you the same way
Boy, I’ll give you the ring

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah

[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

[Verse 2]
And they say time is the
Time is the enemy
Why waste it now? I’ve been ready
Hope we can move onto better things
Knowing that you can change it
Boy, I’ll give you the reins

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah

[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

[Intro]
Hey Tempz, you know I heard guys tried to phone guys, and tell guys they owe Ps cause guys use bars [?] I swear we should phone guys

[Verse 1]
I’m parring the par, them man know it’s a par, it’s a par
Them man guy right saying it’s a lot
But us man know it’s a par, it’s a par
Slew dem, not a par, not a par
Get to the rave, it’s a par, it’s a par
Shower down man in the rave, then after the dance
Just know it’s a par, it’s a par
I’m the king parrers, everyone knows that’s me, parrers
Take out your fists [?] and parrers
Pick out the [?] we don’t play, parrers
Slap man, I’m a real parrers
Phone me, I say I’m about, parrers
Link your gash in the [?], parrers
Bust in the mouth, I get rhymes, parrers
You got couple guys saying it’s alot
Everyone knows these days, it’s alot
You can’t keep saying it’s alot, it’s alot
Us man say it’s alot, them man, don’t know what’s alot
Everyone knows in the scene, it’s alot
When I come through in this bar, it just pops
Stop putting our slang in your verse, so watch
There’s no [?} in this lyric, everyone knows this lyric is straight
Bare man know this lyric is bait
Got a problem, meet me down gate, or Maryland
Stratford, Plaistow, trust me, you know me I’m not an arsehole
Like Skepta, you can see me in [?}
Drink at the barber, don’t act hard tho
Come to the rave and mess up the place
When I’m on stage, I’m not watching face
Gun in my hip, to the music and bass
Tearing up mic cause the sound is my taste
Watch me, I’m the future in race
Confront me, you don’t want me in your case
I’m original, most man copy and paste, that’s abysmal
Watch me, I’m setting pace
Stop copying man, that ain’t the truth
Stop copying man, I might end up duppying man
I’m about, so start worrying man
Go back to college, start studying man
I might end up bodying man, with a leng
So stop copying man, it’s dead, copying man
Parring guys, this one’s about parring guys
This is alot [?} so Tempa T’s parring guys
Parring parring guys, this is alot, parring guys
Mash up man’s face, kick man down the stairs
Now you know I’m parring guys
[?] parring guys, Chronik parring guys, Tempz parring guys
Everyone knows that we par guys
[?] par guys, Chronik par guys, Tempz par guys
Everyone knows that we par guys
Wrap man, if it’s our time, beef, we got the star nines
Music, it’s a hard grind, nobody fucks with our lives
Know that, it’s our time, every single year, it’s our grime
Violate like last time, get bottled up by the bar side
Par off the par, I’m still parring the par
Couple man thought they were parring the par
Couple man tryna get a single deal off a word
But now, it’s a par, it’s a par, parring the par
Starring the car, if you don’t want beef, stop parring the par
You could be in Greengate, with your green flags [?]
But fuck that, I’m parring the par
Forest Gate with the blue flags, with the new cats
If you want war, we could do that
Pull out a Star-9 till we shoot that
Come to your ends with balaclavas like we move that
Take your chains and we do rap
Most of your man, they do chat
What you gonna say when your food’s jacked
Come for your keys and remove that
Don’t want me to see me parring the par, get your crew shanked

[Verse 2}

Wrap man, if it’s our time, beef, we got the star nines
Music, it’s a hard grind, nobody fucks with our lives
Know that, it’s our time, every single year, it’s our grime
Violate like last time, get bottled up by the bar side
Beef we got the star nines, clap man with the 45
Drag man out of the door side, drag man out of the door side
Beef we got star nines, clap man with the 45
Drag man out of the door side, drag man out of the door side
Couple man tried to put our tees in the shop
We’re gonna put our own tees in the shop
It’s alot, that you put our own tees in the shop
But thanks, we’re gonna be controlling the spot
Thanks to JJ, it’s a [?] in the shop
But we’re going to be controlling the lot
As well as Non Stop Working, that’s in the shop
I wear my own garms like JME in the shop

{Outro]

[?] Eight guys can pay me for a lot
Par, it’s alot, it’s alot tease
Non Stop Working tease, it’s a par tease
It’s nice, it’s nice, [?]
Mixtape, two thousand and pax
[?}
Big up JME on the riddim, it’s nice, it’s nice

[Intro]
Merry Christmas everybody, you dig
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Is you naughty or you nice? Ayy
You know you fucking with Rice, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight, ayy
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Sleigh, it gon’ fly like a kite, ayy
I know this just what you like, ayy
Took a risk, I rolled the dice, ayy
Now my wrist look like the Ice Age
Hop in my sleigh for the night, ayy
Rudolph about to take flight, ayy
You can come with me tonight, ayy
And I know this what you like

[Verse]
Is you naughty or you nice?
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight
Hop in the sleigh, let’s ride
Paid 250 for Guwop, ayy
Red nose in you like Rudolph, ayy
Spent 10 bands on a new watch, ayy
Everyday gettin’ to the mula, ayy
In the sleigh, I’m ‘bout to take off
Lights blind you like Ray Charles
Fast whips like I race cars
If he hatin’ call him Jake Paul
Santa, come up to the hills (hills)
Boy, I know yo ass real (real)
Fuck the cookies, you get bills (ayy)
I’m just tryna count these mills (ayy)
If she bad I get her more coal
Strippers dancing on the North Pole
How you hating? You need more dough
You not scoring, you need more goals

[Chorus]
Is you naughty or you nice? Ayy
You know you fucking with Rice, ayy
Santa gon’ come in tonight, ayy
You might go blind from these lights, ayy
Sleigh, it gon’ fly like a kite, ayy
I know this just what you like, ayy
Took a risk, I rolled the dice, ayy
Now my wrist look like the Ice Age
Hop in my sleigh for the night, ayy

[Verse 1: M24]
Do it, do it
Man a put work in the streets like Stizz
Slap on a tap with smoke, with smoke
Man better pray that a fuckboy lives
Like c’ourse I did
Came with a shh and my guy got hit
And if he ain’t worth the corn, then man will get beat like TG did
Oh shit that’s rude
I know, I know
AM and Skegndo link up
So man better catch the flow
Like de man try come round
And come back like a merigo
Chef, splash, splash
I swear this shit never gets old
Like shit den what
Fuck around and get got
Like how many times have I lurked
And caught man’s not hot
AD hops off a bike and shoots
Don’t you know my guy’s too on
Bow
Don’t you know my guy’s on job
Man I’ve done dirt on blocks
And had the fuckboys running in shops
No lies, I’m talking facts
Nuff app boys have been got
Smashing cars, look at that pussy
All now ever been touched
Step over there with my raincoat on
Cah all now nothing ain’t dropped

{Verse 2: Skengdo]
Everyone’s bad, it’s kinda sad
Everyone wan try rap bout gang
These yutes, them man
These skengs them bang
Now you wan act like you don’t know
Bare tweeting, I don’t know about that
These guys go nuts, it’s green we fly
I laugh when they talk bout chingings
Countless man on your team’s been crashed
410 and we always crash
See these bells they’re ringing
Diligent men stuff tools in a bag
And man stay sinning
But I ain’t seen God since [?] and that
And my team’s been winning
Jay100 bought a fresh bottle to the party
And truss it was dirt to the max
Been in the field from young
Put in the work, I was flipping them packs
Then I got my hands on a shank
Don’t bother try run til you’re onto the gang
Box man up that’s the only [?]
If he ain’t curled up then I done the job wass
Milage, hella milage
Better move or you might get crashed
Bro said Skeng go get this dough
No lifestyle no gang
I hear you bro, ima get this money
I swear ima get these racks
And that chick is your chick
But she wan be round gang
Add a K on the opps, did it already
Man saw me and just dashed

[Verse 3: AM]
Push man’s work, man’s getting it gone
That shank don’t bend that devilish one
Coulda backed my shank on a eediot’s son
Like bare ching ching like asian cunts
Dudu dudu
Dip some bums, that’s things that I like
Cause I want no cuffs
Everyone knows that I ain’t that buff
Get the fuck out my face but you wan act up
I don’t want love
I just wanna get my funds up
Get a 1-2 corn like bum bum
Dudu dudu, hunter
We look back, selector
She was in the band, avec moi
12 inch rambo, protector
Dudu dudu, ejector
Don’t wanna end up like Teddy
Chop man’s throat like opps from belly
Thought you would’ve learnt already
Saw two guns but man’s got many
Sorry who’s name got tarnished
How you get moped when the tings got cartons
Stop this talk ‘bout Spartans
Man can’t see one [?]
And if you really wanna talk ‘bout arts and crafts
Bros in the box like cartons
See all the yutes with the part like bacon
But can’t stop tarking
Darling, come take a trip with a martian
Ugly, but I’m still rassing
She’s calling me bastard
I was just laughing
Noddy or leave no bargain

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I need a break
I need a break
I need a break
How much can I take
How much sex can one man take
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It seems like all you wanna do is sex me
It seems like all you wanna do is love me
It seems like all you wanna do is touch me
It seems like all you wanna do is love me

[Verse 1: Young Chop]
Pull on ya baby girl you know I got ya
All them birkin bags you know that I bought it

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I need a break
I need a break
I need a break
How much can I take
How much sex can one man take
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It seems like all you wanna do is sex me
It seems like all you wanna do is love me
It seems like all you wanna do is touch me
It seems like all you wanna do is love me

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]