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wiley - oi rudeboy lyrics

[intro]
(when i’m around all the gally, its…)
oi
tunnel vision volume 4 (4)
mos wanted productions
soljah kid
stamina
eskiboy
e3, all day, shut your mouth
yo

[verse 1: wiley]
when i’m banging the gally, it’s all easy, star
seeing you buss in the bally, you wanna be me, star
nah, nah, you couldn’t ever be me, star
when i’m here, i would’ve breed you easy, star
see, i listen to the kid
still he ain’t ready, the gyaldem say you’re foot dem, cheesy star
you suck too much lollipop, gally get the wolly wop
wiley’s real, i’m too greazy, star
i don’t see this kid in north weezy, star
i’m saying, hold on, it’s too easy, star
when you still stroll on, get rolled on
don’t let me see you in e3, it’s dark
it’s so long, battling with a don
you can put a show on, i’m easy, star
when i was a kid on the 38 bus
you was studying wiley, easy, star

[chorus: stamina]
oi rudeboy, you can’t trash it
it’s all flashing here, but this sh-t don’t nappies or toilets
was long when the mandem avoiding
cah if you got a clean sheet, man are get spoiling
oi rudeboy, you can’t trash it
it’s all flashing here, but this sh-t don’t nappies or toilets
was long when the mandem avoiding
cah if you got a clean sheet, man are get spoiling

[verse 2: stamina]
yo, i’ma sell weed to the government, star
you don’t know about the money i make
skunk by the trunk, low n-gg- i bade
merch high grade, that’s what they say
when stam’s in the place
five years deep, now your boy’s getting paid
five minutes with your girl, she’s getting laid
i wanna piece of the cake
heat in the can like deep heat
man i spray heat on the base
i’m leading the race
see me in a rave
twist from the champagne
or the alizé
when i’m in the gaff, i don’t stand up in the wave
screw anybody flesh, like a badder breh
i buss moves to what the dj plays
if you’re a fly girl, run up on the waist
no, i’m not a shy boy, girl a get chased
party, animals if we celebrate

[verse 3: so large]
i don’t wanna sign up
i’ll get my grind on
i know, i can’t make no one for my grime song
i don’t wanna make no b-mping grime song
so don’t try telling [?] song
i just get my rhyme on and bill up a tight song but
you mandem make air [?]
just swag beats with a load of lies on
you’re not dark, go switch your lights on
and if you get bright, i’ll switch your lights off
like a double d bra, you man can’t try it on
you’re not a flyboy with your shine on
i’ll get more eyes on when i ain’t got mine on
i’m a shotter, keep the line on
even when the white’s gone
and when the white’s gone, i turn the mic on
i keep my mind strong
i tell them crack smokers to pipe on

- wiley lyrics

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