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tunde x meekz - say less do more lyrics

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[intro]
(mika gave you this one)

[chorus: meekz]
say less, do more
manny on the map, we all soon tour
if they don’t wanna let us in, i’m comin’ through doors
i need a lambo like bugzy with two doors
cah’ i’m really tryna ball and i don’t do sports
knock a p+ssy out, i don’t do talk
had to get it poppin’ in the food court
stab him in the face with a food fork

[verse 1: meekz]
if it’s body for body, i’m leavin’ you chalked
gotta whip it with magic and i don’t do raw
so i be winnin’ when i’m whippin’, i don’t do scores
i don’t do ticks and i don’t do shorts
pull up in the bolen lookin’ like i do fraud
kick back and make a quick quid off two calls
roads are gettin’ too hot
had to see a million shots to fill a shoe box
gotta buy a new wap before i buy a new watch
roads are gettin’ fire, need to know when to cool off
l!cked it in the hypo then we zoomed off
plug callin’ for a few box
but we some bad yutеs like the boondocks
i’m out in dam coffeeshops, smokin’ moonrocks
i bet thе insta goes mad when the tune drops
bad b+tch on me darg, then i take the loubs off
pull up on my young g’s like who you get your food off?
[verse 2: tunde]
built my first phone in 011′
started off on vodaphone’s
snappin’ chunks off the block, you can call it toblerone
let the biscuit dry and hit the block, i’m a rollin’ stone
mumsy tried her best but deep down it was a broken home
daddy was the man but fast money must’ve broke his dome
fell off when it mattered, now i’m lost, what a f+ckin’ joke
thought he had my back, mum said blame it on the bud and coke
uncs said i’m the man of the house, got me stressin’ broke
built it from the ground, got me on the m+way pressin’ stoke
cookie or kimber in mine when i toke and choke
chete’ or snubby on me when i smoke or soak
member’ back then in 05′, taggin’ chorlton loads
now it’s 18′, i’m the kid, who’d have f+ckin’ known
member’ bein’ broke with sam, bellin’ crisis loans
fast forward five+ten years, we got a priceless phone
pullin’ down crops of the cookie like it’s license [?]

[chorus: meekz]
say less, do more
manny on the map, we all soon tour
if they don’t wanna let us in, i’m comin’ through doors
i need a lambo like bugzy with two doors
cah’ i’m really tryna ball and i don’t do sports
knock a p+ssy out, i don’t do talk
had to get it poppin’ in the food court
stab him in the face with a food fork



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