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zeetee - who? lyrics

[intro]
ayo, kwayy, stop playin’ rough
ayy, dg, this goes hard you know
ayy, bando base that sh+t for me bro
who do they think they are?
i was a little kid just tryna ++++

[verse 1]
they was testin’ waps in front of the block
that one in the bang, i’m hard it was wet (wet)
n+ggas wavin’ it ’round, like they wanna say, ”h+llo” (h+llo)
what the f+ck? better watch your head
they think they funny?
me? i’m a stand+up guy, i ain’t nothin’ like michael eps’
i really got cats callin’ awkward
have you ever been to the local vet? (brr)
i’m doctor zee, class a, class b on me, pharmacy when i step (i step)
i’m early workin’, the birds are chirpin’
and i go anywhere for the bread (anywhere)
i’m still in the hood, strategic moves
it’s f+cked ‘cah i don’t even play chess
little bro, he ain’t got no chill
he the heart of the hill, tryna take it there in a sec (in a sec)
hold on, wait a sec
and if they take it there, they get ketch (ketch)
and i know how they feel, tryna straight k!ll
all they know’s dinger ships and ‘peds
but, still it’s like they ain’t got no sense
they run a man down on camera again (where you goin’?)
it’s a+it’s a horror story, we ain’t tryna get gory
movin’ like jason and fred’
respectfully, if it ain’t cash don’t chat to me
for the family’s why they tempered me
tryna pull me a stem off your family tree
but, more time, money’s only paper to me (cash)
chasin’ the theme while chasin’ a dream
need to put mummy in brand new crib and whip
no, she don’t need a celine [?] ([?])
[chorus]
who do they think they are?
i was a little kid just tryna get rich (tryna get rich)
trust me cuz, never knew how to fear
but, i dove straight in on a young boy ting (i dove in)
then i learnt me to trap on crack into cling
corner shop boy, i’m packagin’ things (wrap it)
get me a cell, i’m buckin’ them quick
anything for eliz’ (a birth)

[verse 2]
and who do they think they are?
we be outside in the trenches live (live)
and cuz try score, he didn’t
stormin’ that sh+t, i gave bro a high+five ’cause he’s active
he ain’t rampin on your block, did the toosie slide
bally on, don’t know who did it, so, jack+in+the+box, surprise (surprise)
before i ever made me a rack
i saw bro layin’ down on a slab (what the f+ck?)
now all we need’s packs and slabs
i gotta get mine, they’re holdin’ me back (never)
ni+ni+nitty scorin’ for chains, managin’ mains, harry redknapp
have ++++, have you ever spot you a opp?
he run so fast, we thougt he done track
in the bando, i ain’t sleepin’ off
in it to win it, i need my prof’
see them, we spin, no need to stop
but, if we see jakes, i’m speedin’ off (i’m gone)
no harm for a opp, in the dark i was lost (so lost)
me and cuz went and spun your block
‘cah that was a vio’, i couldn’t sleep it off
why they actin’, hasselhoff, patrick swayze or a macintosh
++++, might need a dressin’ room for these dons
need us a .4 hammer not a [?] (lil’ actor)
lil’ cuzzy’s wild, he don’t give a toss (cuzzy’s ments)
he might do it on a friday too or the next friday
tryna catch him a dog like pops (catch ’em)
[chorus]
who do they think they are?
i was a little kid just tryna get rich (tryna get rich)
trust me cuz, never knew how to fear
but, i dove straight in on a young boy ting (i dove in)
then i learnt me to trap on crack into cling
corner shop boy, i’m packagin’ things (wrap it)
get me a cell, i’m buckin’ them quick
anything for eliz’ (a birth)

[outro]
i’m doctor zee, class a, class b on me, pharmacy when i step

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