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fusion – rudeboy (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: fusion]
yo (rudeboy), yeah, i’m from newham
east london, trust me, that’s the home of the (rudeboy)
i don’t wanna hear ’bout mash
you ain’t letting one buss, trust me, you ain’t (rudeboy)
man wanna act like tony montana
till they end up seeing that (rudeboy)
don’t chat about drugs and fraud
if you ain’t really living that, that’s not (rudeboy)
link declan, he’ll show you ’bout greatness
trust me, i know some (rudeboy)
straight nigerians, down for the paper
trust me, i know some (rudeboy)
yeah, and if you really wanna do this ting
then you’ve gotta go in like curfew (rudeboy)
yeah, i’ve got youngers that don’t care who you are
trust me, they’ll murk you (rudeboy)
cuh ya don’t wanna know about the things that i’ve done
don’t wanna know about the places i’ve gone (rudeboy)
rap man, jack man, that’s what i’m on
still wanna be a badboy? that’s long (rudeboy)
now i won’t stop till my whole team’s on
hit ’em like a lightning bolt’s what i’m on (rudeboy)
and i’ve got a style that you can’t style on
black hoodie and my air max what i’m on, cuh (rudeboy)
man wanna boast ’bout fraud, man wanna boast ’bout crow
but we never see no dough (rudeboy)
if you don’t know me, don’t say bro
if you don’t wanna ride out, go home (rudeboy)
look at me, trust me, i do it on my own
hands out? put your hands down, i’m grown (rudeboy)
millionaire, trust me, god knows
till then, you will never see me on the roads (rudeboy)

[break]
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ru-ru-ru-rudeboy
[verse 2: aj tracey]
i’m from a hood where everybody here wears hoodwear (rudeboy)
i’ve got a copper hand ting, too many man wanna try it with the (rudeboy)
i’ve got buff tings running man down cuh they wanna get seen with the (rudeboy)
how can a shower man yout get took for a dunce? never that, i’m a (rudeboy)
[?] that yout back day and i still ain’t heard of a comeback (rudeboy)
if you owe man bread, don’t buy balenciagas, run that (rudeboy)
rudeboy wanna try diss my mum? no long, i’ll bun that (rudeboy)
flag bang when i bang man, right hook have him dazed, i’ll stun that (rudeboy)
aj from the lane and it’s my lane, not yours
man’s tryna stack for the marble floors (rudeboy)
tinted windows, suicide doors
kaley cuoco type girls on floors (rudeboy)
man’s not shotting no four-on-fours
or two-on-twos or threes-on-threes (rudeboy)
man’s tryna make this music ps
yeah, you’ve got a mash, gonna use it? squeeze (rudeboy)
yeah, you’ve got a mash, gonna use it? dump
man’s got a guy that’s actually nuts (rudeboy)
with a military israeli pump
that will gas your house and leave mandem slumped (rudeboy)
tell a man skip, tell a man hop
tell a man forrest gump, you best run (rudeboy)
anybody chatting it recky will get bun
got a young boy clapping the teccy, it’s not fun (rudeboy)

[break]
rudeboy
rudeboy
rudeboy
ru-ru-ru-rudeboy

[verse 3: pk]
yo, i’m pk, that (rudeboy)
original rumpelstiltskin and that
little black yout with the gold tooth cap (rudeboy)
i’m out for the cash and i wanna get fat and then when i say fat (rudeboy)
i don’t mean fat when your belly going out
i’m talking about the ps and stacks (rudeboy)
doing this ting with ease
for me, i’ve got so many flows like (rudeboy)
oh no, so don’t come too close
or pk might just (rudeboy)
man have got another panda, the yout know
i’m cold, i’ll give man the (rudeboy)
sort your creps out, fix your phone (rudeboy)
cause i don’t wanna catch man slipping on the high road
i don’t wanna put man’s body on the high road, rudeboy (rudeboy)

[break]
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