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Lord of the Mics

"Like Us"

[Intro: Chyna White]
We don't go dance to watch face
My man a got the ting in waist
They don't get down like us
Heavyweight, they don't run with the ground like us
I love when the champagne...
I love when the champagne...

[Verse 1: Chyna White]
Don't come dance if you ain't got paper
I ain't a hater, I'm the creator
I roll out with a real duppy-maker
Jawbreaker, never add shake
And the kitchen's bake and you can't buy later
Big guns dem straight from Jamaica
Bang bang, I kiss your ass later
Bang bang, I kiss your ass later

I get down but I never bow low so so
Then you never see me in Soho get loco
How can you come dance with no dough
And act the hero
And every other girl gets boxed in her mouth
Every other weekend there's a shootout
And there ain't nothing that we can do now
Except for just back like the A-Team

[Verse 2: Big Shizz]
This Class '19, get your head buss, laid flat
Dead man, you will end up
So many times, man a could've slipped up
Irish paddy, never run out of luck
E3 so Bow, teller look shock
Never get paint when I come in your block
Man a couldn't give a sh*t about the money you're got
Man a got paper like a bookshop

Man a been doing this ting since '10
You can do a JDZ Media
P110, Warm Up Sessions
You could have a hundred bars
And I'm still like I dunno, I don't rate ya
I wouldn't play ya if you gave me 10 bags
Man, I'd rather be in Bricklane with 10 slags
One 16 and then I end man

[Hook: Chyna White]
We don't go dance to watch face
My man a got the ting in waist
They don't get down like us
Heavyweight, they don't run with the ground like us
I love when the champagne busts
That same bottle will get your head bust
I love when the champagne busts
That same bottle will get your head bust

[Verse 3: Jammer]
I don't go dance to watch man
My n***as got the tings that bang
You should already know
The calmest one in the crew is the wickedest man
We got the stickiest grams
My n***as we are the trippiest gang
I'll give your girl the wickedest slam
Deal with the business like a business plan

Good times you will see the champagne bust
Bad times you will see the .45 bust
Told you they don't wanna war with us
Me and my n***as dem are touring, champagne pouring
Bottles on bottles, bring more in
I've got more in storage
Rave through the night 'til morning
I don't even call it balling, I call it putting my horn in

[Verse 4: Opium]
Dem man don't run the town like us
I started in the bottom from the ground right up
Man get a par, the wickedest one
LOTM, who's to village, who's big enough
Who delivers, who's given up
All I know that, I ain't losing
When the star burst, man turn Chewits
Make some money then they turn Jewish

I've got bare gal from Sweden, New Zealand
And Stevenage, in my to-do list
Look at them, they're not proud like us
That's due to happen when man move quiet
I go loud, like stay down at once
Pour champagne, come like it's a sea-side
Dem man, nah try drown like us, par
Try get around like us, nah

[Hook: Chyna White]
We don't go dance to watch face
My man a got the ting in waist
They don't get down like us
Heavyweight, they don't run with the ground like us
I love when the champagne busts
That same bottle will get your head bust
I love when the champagne busts
That same bottle will get your head bust

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