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Toast (Chimpo remix)

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It's all about to go very, very wrong inside of here Foreign Beggars, Izzy Gibbs, Dizzmak Stinkin' out the dance Big Foot pon the riddim Perez, Myto Shhhee So here come trouble Frowsie Whiskey or Scotch, yeah, that could work (Yep) Tipsy in the dance, lookin' on skirt (Dun know) I look shifty, but man ain't shottin' no merch I just dropped fifty, one round, could've been worse She's frisky, you might say she's a dirt (Skid) Risky, nah, you man can go first (Frisbee) Got this piff ting with me, we both look hella murked (Yeah) Patterned it quick, G Dun know it's a cert' See him tracksuit, livin' like a tramp Still get busy with the pack, really in the flats Trap house, sittin' with the cat Them times I didn't even rap, still get it in a rap Style and fashion Man have got vibe and pattern, that's Why your wife whines with passion Tell them boy there take time I don't wanna sit 'round and rap when School's in, yeah, I'd be dead or in prison Ayy, man are just blessed, I've got vision Darg, I've got a line and it's filled with kittens Man ah drop lines, they listen When you drop lines, they wish you didn't Ooh, kill 'em, ooh, kill 'em When you see a man about a dog He was talkin', he's gonna skid 'em If a man's holdin' juice, I might drink two, two toasts Man's got a few tunes, I might bring down a roast If a gyal try beg friend, don't let 'em get too close Bare man there wanna chat, pack, don't let 'em get too close If a man's holdin' juice, I might drink two, two toasts Man's got a few tunes, I might bring down a roast If a gyal try beg friend, don't let 'em get too close Bare man there wanna chat, pack, don't let 'em get too close Man ah let loose, man ah make cash Man ah make hits, man ah get lash Man ah get two-two spliffs in the chat Man ah get two-two wheel, wanna clash Gonna catch two-two feel, wanna splash Ain't tryna hear that, two-two, I've gotta dash Gotta peer two, two peng tings on the dash Pack two, two straps, how you didn't know that? How you didn't know long ting, fam, that's actual Come around, better keep shit factual Spent a lot of time analysing them movements Lot of them ones ain't practical I'm tactical, yeah, I'm on mine If it ain't business, ain't got the time No time to piss about with no eediat amateur Send a bitch to the back of the line Somebody pray for me, faithfully Been movin' disgracefully, blatantly But I've tried to behave at least, shamefully Now gal wanna play with me, take the D So I gave her the A to Z, tastefully And she ate all day for free, hastily Without any space to breathe, crazily No bow and arrow gracefully, take the knee Got words like a labourer, occasionally Work brick like masonry, vocationally Ain't shit you can say to me Wait and see the outcome 'cause I aim to be Creatively the best of the agency, favourably In the game and it's majorly, no vacancy I ain't tryna chase my dreams and the truth hurts painfully, ayy If a man's holdin' juice, I might drink two, two toasts Man's got a few tunes, I might bring down a roast If a gyal try beg friend, don't let 'em get too close Bare man there wanna chat, pack, don't let 'em get too close If a man's holdin' juice, I might drink two, two toasts Man's got a few tunes, I might bring down a roast If a gyal try beg friend, don't let 'em get too close Bare man there wanna chat, pack, don't let 'em get too close