MMLC
[Chorus]
Private number
When I see you Imma tstt, ah stop it that boy is such a stunter
Girls make me wonder
How you gonna free it up to the gang and then ask why I don't love ya
But ooh, she's a stunner
She won't take me in, unless I jump out the Hummer
So I step with my bruddah
Big bulge in his coat, I wonder what he's got under his jumper
Jump out the ride he'll jump ya
They put my bruddah in bin like a dumpster
Yeah we like fly chicks, big bumper
Came in the t-shirt, left in my jumper
Your girl has been around town don't trust her
Selling dreams to her man, she's a hustler
I blow trees with the gang I'm a Rasta
Hop on the stage, Imma jump her

[Verse One]
I just hopped out the E-Class, that's not mine it was an Uber
Wishing that it really came sooner
She rushing me down to her crib just to do her
I told her put an orange dress on, bum looking satsuma
Ooh I love it
Tickles after I buss like ooh don't touch it
Immigration on my case
My n***a sneaked in with a Russian
Wouldn't tempt him ooh he'll buss it
But I really want an E-Class
Turn that boy into an astronomer, come to the hood and you'll see stars
That's Givenchi on my collarbone
That's just how it's gotta go
If I call your chick she ain't coming home

He didn't come out of my mother but he's my brother though
If I mash it after one date, she's another hoe
It's getting dark in this room, it's not that one it's the other hoe
Oopsi, I think I gotta go

[Chorus]
Private number
When I see you Imma tstt, ah stop it that boy is such a stunter
Girls make me wonder
How you gonna free it up to the gang and then ask why I don't love ya
But ooh, she's a stunner
She won't take me in, unless I jump out the Hummer
So I step with my bruddah
Big bulge in his coat, I wonder what he's got under his jumper
Jump out the ride he'll jump ya
They put my bruddah in bin like a dumpster
Yeah we like fly chicks, big bumper
Came in the t-shirt, left in my jumper
Your girl has been around town don't trust her
Selling dreams to her man, she's a hustler
I blow trees with the gang I'm a Rasta
Hop on the stage, Imma jump her
[Verse Two]
I just hopped out the BM
It's not mine its my friend's ting
He wanna introduce me to a leng ting
She's looking at me but I'm looking at her bredrin's breast
Wondering if her bredrin has got bredrin
One question
If the boy didn't rap fly, or look fly
Would I even get a mention?
They're drooling, did I mention?
These gyal are not thirsty, they're quenching
Fuck with my section
And that's entry wounds with no exits
My bruddah's trapped in the trap no exits
I wanna take a flight to America with the whole gang and we'll leave the EU like Brexit
I make it sound so easy
No caller IDs wanna see me
But they can't see me
I tell my South side ting that Imma be 10 minutes now she over the moon like ET

[Chorus]
Private number
When I see you Imma tstt, ah stop it that boy is such a stunter
Girls make me wonder
How you gonna free it up to the gang and then ask why I don't love ya
But ooh, she's a stunner
She won't take me in, unless I jump out the Hummer
So I step with my bruddah
Big bulge in his coat, I wonder what he's got under his jumper
Jump out the ride he'll jump ya
They put my bruddah in bin like a dumpster
Yeah we like fly chicks, big bumper
Came in the t-shirt, left in my jumper
Your girl has been around town don't trust her
Selling dreams to her man, she's a hustler
I blow trees with the gang I'm a Rasta
Hop on the stage, Imma jump her