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tia carys – special delivery freestyle lyrics

[verse]
yo, big spring, the best in my season
quarterback, no competing
i switch moods for no reason
reason all of the friends i had leaving
meaning i can’t pretend with no ediats
even when i had ten, they deceived me
you think it’s odd to get even, two+faced
i’ve got twelve sides like a dodecahedron
sweet and little sour, a lot of power
i’m pleasing a lot of demons, a lot of cowards
the streets want a piece of t, you lips my flower
cunch grown but i’m getting ghеtto by the hour
ghetts werеn’t ghetto cause i grew up in 2000
i liked geko ’til he lied ’bout the cancer, no banter
best feature, got big cheeks like a botched procedure
i burnt a boy, he lost a bet
my ex and i played r+roulette
load the bass and spun the drum
you thought the spears were toxic then?
i bounced on him and he dig dat
he said “before we start, i’m a big fan”
then i bruk off the chocolate kit kat
’cause i’ve got no heart like tin man
oopsie, i let a man go if he fruity
smoke or big bum in a groupie
and he just see weed but can’t fund my sushi
i get love from the cunch and the hood b
with no sense, they just spraying the oud
but you can’t brand dons ’til they die, no bruce lee liars, ha
but you can’t brand dons ’til they die, no bruce lee
liars
tired the rims, i’m in a two+seat flyer
hired ‘em and i got a group of fighters
black belts taken from a six seat rider
he gimme top with my top on
in the top off g6 chopper
big burgers, no whopper
big worker, big gwolla
the beef got a lot of cheese
ain’t n0body beefing
just six white men around the table briefing
i don’t pick sides when the rap girls teaming
i sneeze and i’m sicker than all of the fake streaming
two phones
make no mistake with my new beau
two+tone
he love a mixed face like his hublot
who you know 21, savage and rapping too cold?
yo, it’s big waps with the littlest spray
ugliest mout’ with the prettiest face
and no times have i give ‘em the addy
i tell ’em tesco, grab a snack and then wait
pocket like polly
f+ck i need buddy+buddy
like the game got me marrying mates
pocket like polly
f+ck i need body+ody
when my name got me carrying weight
what d’you know about grooming?
i’ve got gyal tryna get that groom in
this babyface attract cupid
silly with aim ’cause l just can’t choose ’em
she get in earlier, she ain’t foolish
they love the voice with no auto+tune
and now we international paid
i put london on the tracks, now the metro booming
metro booming, booming

- tia carys lyrics

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