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young brit – march madness lyrics

[intro]
key
aye, aye!

[chorus]
i don’t think they understand this
dunk on your b-tch and march on, it’s a madness
met her at the palace
kick it with your chick then play her like madden
i got the sh-t that you haven’t
mad ‘cause we making it happen
these b-tches plastic
money elastic
something from nothing, this feeling like magic
i don’t think they understand this
dunk on your b-tch and march on, it’s a madness
met her at the mansion
kick it with your chick then play her like madden
i got the sh-t that you haven’t
mad ‘cause we making it happen
these b-tches plastic
money elastic
something from nothing, this feeling like magic

[verse 1]
this just the way that i do it
step in my way and you getting run through
and my pockets are blue if that gives you a clue
of how i’m staying stuck to the game like it’s glue
boy don’t come ‘round me if you ain’t part of my crew
if you ain’t in my circle you out of the loop
had to give ‘em the scoop
play your b-tch like a flute
got real ties like a suit
in a foreign to boot
they like “d-mn yb, your flow go so crazy”
born overseas, that’s why my flow be so wavy
my pockets are flooded, they train in the navy
they noticed the way that i’m kicking sh-t lately
feel like the 1, yea no tracy mcgrady
i’m just tryna shine, why they acting so shady
i’m just doing me, can’t worry ‘bout how they be (they be, they be)
gotta keep your head down, if you f-ck with a b-tch
you’re on maury not mtv talking ‘bout cribs
i’m not talking ‘bout lays, but i’m tryna stack chips
yea i hop off the plane and then hop in the whip
boy don’t come in my sp-ce and act like you the sh-t
all your ice is generic, got that kroger drip
when we come through to party, you know that it’s lit
but when cops get the drop on the spot imma dip
like d-mn

[chorus]
i don’t think they understand this
dunk on your b-tch and march on, it’s a madness
met her at the palace
kick it with your chick then play her like madden
i got the sh-t that you haven’t
mad ‘cause we making it happen
these b-tches plastic
money elastic
something from nothing, this feeling like magic (aye, aye!)
i don’t think they understand this
dunk on your b-tch and march on, it’s a madness
met her at the mansion
kick it with your chick then play her like madden
i got the sh-t that you haven’t
mad ‘cause we making it happen
these b-tches plastic
money elastic
something from nothing, this feeling like magic

[verse 2]
no i ain’t joe, but my career budden
chill with a hoe, superbad like mclovin
i got it myself ‘cause they ain’t give me nothing
let money talk for me that’s end of discussion
you let money go to your head like concussion
your chick looking at me, i think that she crushing
i wanna get to where my money be filthy rich, my dollars disgusting
yea, you know the boy nice
your chick looking twice, i’m rolling the dice
she look at my ice, she ask what’s the price
wanna piece of the pie, i ain’t give her a slice
want the keys to the whip, i ain’t letting her ride
if they try catch me slipping, i ain’t let it slide
you ain’t gon’ stop me winning, but at least you tried
i ain’t wasting no time, got the top in my sight
like d-mn

- young brit lyrics

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