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Seven Figure Swagger
Foreign Beggars
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I got that fire flow, what?
Se-se-se-seven figure
I perspire to acquire higher, you get the picture
Gotta get that loot off, man I'm on a quest
To stack up more P till I'm blessed
Methods of payment, I will accept
This blues better scores with back with no cheques
I'm out to get that dough
Get that guap, rep that show
Back about a million hits and I'm ghost
Back about a million quid to my cold like
Show me the money
So big, got gold on my tummy
Bank accounts suttin' like Roman Abramovich
Man a get rich
Se-se-se-seven figure swagger
Se-se-se-seven figure swagger
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Se-se-se-seven figure swagger
Tracks, I keep burning them
Angles, I keep working them
Cheshire cat grin across my features, permanent
I deserve a chick for spit of Christy Turlington
So intelligent that she can lip-read Serbian
Stig of the motherfucking Dom, that's my name bitch
Big in the game, bringing the pain
Spitting the flame, yeah that's my game bitch
See me drunk, taking the stage
Get in my way and it's on
The seven figure swagger's beheading the sickest rapper
You reckon your shit is phatter, you're wrong
I got that
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Well I don't have the seven figures
But I walk with the swagger
And I ain't one of them actors
Quick to talk about mashers
Bosh, mic, slapping the chops
It's like yosh, right, give me the lot
And then off I go to the bank
My gosh, I make that dosh
I roll up with the straightest face
Not laughing and grinning
Fakers hate us, far from the realest
I scar you with lyrics with the bars that I spark on the riddim
I'll just leave your arse in a clinic
You man are off point, barking and missing
Remus don't ever miss, don't go telling fibs
You won't go hard for the lyrics
Put my whole mind and my heart in the lyrics
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The king's back up in the place and trying to rule rap
It's pretty safe to say that I am all that
No lie, I could provide the full facts
You couldn't wipe the sweat from Kyze's ballbags
I kill 'em with the hurricane flow
Better run away, no, these bruddas ain't sober
Dough's what I'm gonna make
Go suck your mother mate
Know that I'm done with games over
Light me up, watch me blow, firework style
You're a Guy Fawkes, why you try fork?
Burning in the pound, not seeing me stammer
Ain't no sparkler, I be the banger
Since Catherine's wheeling I'll bang her
I didn't have no seven fig swagger
But I still lashed the major all proud
Cause I went pap-pap-pap on my manor
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