| Fuck your opinion
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| I’m in T chilling, that’s trilling
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| Real rap niggas
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| But I’m a DJ, on his record, I’ll spin him
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| I’m the man of the moment
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| Getting rid of grands, no condolences
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| In the dance, we don’t dance, we got fans cuh we’re blowing
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| I’m with my boys, we got bands, Take That, Mark Owen shit
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| But we still
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| Turn down for money
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| I did so much dirt, I got my trousers muddy
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| How am I finding my true love when a thousand love me? |
| It’s crazy
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| This is N1 fizzy
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| But I’m a rascal, that Boy in da Corner, I’m Dizzee
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| What goes around comes around till you’re dizzy
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| Give her the busy tone unless you wanna get busy, it’s crazy
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| Fuck your opinion
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| Like I said at the beginning
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| Lord forgive me, I would’ve never made it without sinning
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| I just wanna spend a killing now we only living
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| Fuck your opinion
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| Like I said at the start
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| They gave the schoolboy Qs, now I’m Kendrick Lamar
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| Tryna milk the game, keep your breast in your bra, hah
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| Fuck your opinion, your opinion
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| Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck your opinion
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| Fuck your opinion, fuck your opinion
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| Fuck your opinion
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| You ain’t gotta see the vision
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| Impossible, that’s just the mission
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| Tom-toms, on a cruise for some women
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| I’m the man with a plan
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| Never made no plans with a man
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| 'Cause it’s every man for himself, understand if you stand
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| On your own, I’m alone with a bag full of bags
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| Oh, we ain’t playing no games
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| My band’s indie, this is Coldplay
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| Came into the game, I had no chains
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| No whip, but my nigga whipped cocaine
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| Ain’t it funny, now my niggas' whips cocaine
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| Play a role, don’t role-play
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| I had heart like Kevin on that Soul Plane
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| Now I’m way up, nigga, nah, you don’t say, oh
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| Fuck your opinion
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| Like I said at the beginning of the song
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| I’m the police, I’ll nick her in a thong
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| Say hello then lullaby singing her a song, oh
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| Fuck your opinion
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| Like I said in the intro
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| Man, I had to shine shoes to make my wrist glow
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| Man, I had to grind food so we could flip dough, oh
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| Fuck your opinion, your opinion
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| Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck your opinion
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| Fuck your opinion, fuck your opinion |