Mel Made Me Do It (Explicit)-Stormzy

Mel Made Me Do It (Explicit)

歌手:Stormzy

时间:2022-09-22

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Jheeze ayy hahaha

Ayy mummy

I'm claiming it man

Claim it Amen

I'm claiming it

Claim it haha

I said I'm not going econ-um economy

Yeah right why

Stormzy is my son

Brap

I've been the G O A T for so long I guess it's not excitin' when I win

Boo-hoo someone grab the violins

Every time I try a ting top bins like Haile when he sings

So of course they don't like me I'm the king

Aight tell me why oh why would I reply to him

I leave them hanging like Kyrie on the rim hmm

Where do I begin

I wear the 5990 in the gym

I got a thing for shiny little things

What can I say

I'm like a young black Biden with a trim

Woo

Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz

Takin' pictures with my cameraman I'm shinin' in my skin

For eight-figures I'm Aubameyang I go and sign the ting

Aight I never wonder 'bout who I coulda been cah I am it

Rose gold frosted or ceramic

Told bro spin it so he spun it

We are not the same big Mike's from a whole different-

Top bins what a set piece fling it in the net

Coulda Jet Li kick him 'til he bled

And I'm rent free livin' in their head

What's that quote

Ooh kill 'em with success

Talkin' smoke please give it all a-

Still drippin' in finesse

Godd**n

Man I got figures and flows I'm a different kind of F

Got a Lambo and a Rolls that's a different kind of cheque

And I said I was the G O A T they didn't listen when I-

Aight any time I do a big fletch just ignore me

N***as wanna hear my side of the story

N***as wanna hear a n***a chat like it's Maury

F**k that you n***as better bask in my glory

They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so patterned

To be fair we don't go Hatton

We don't tell lies

I think the kids call it no cappin'

The boys rough but the flows satin

I J Hus'tle and I'm MoStack'ing they wanna catch me on the roads lackin'

You better pray that it don't happen

N***as

And I don't sell d**gs still I'm d**e rappin'

Have your ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book

To be fair I don't feel Twitter

Gettin told I'm not a real spitter by some broke-arse bill splitter

Listen n***a you got bigger fish to fry like

If I ever see your girlfriend in Dubai oh lord

Party on the boat she's onboard and the Birkin is a bag you can't afford

And she'd like one

Do the maths you ain't the right one

It's alright son we send her back before the night's done

I wrote one light one eight-out-of-ten

She's my aight one think of a hit then I write one

On when I sight one

This my this my Ghanaian flow it's a tight one

Uh-huh

If she pretty then I'll put her on a flight

I'll put her on a jet if her p***y wait-

Look my nephews are listenin' my chef should be Michelin

There's guests in my kitchen and my left wrist is glistenin'

My tunes gettin' played from a set to a christening

They're pissed on the net 'cause I said I ain't listenin'

Real n***as know it's all positionin'

Real n***as know I'm not the victim

Alright I am I'll take the L they hype the 'Gram

They tell their jokes to spite the man

I feed my folks they bite my hand

I do the most I'll fly to Cannes to watch a film then bye alright

Headline Reading and Leeds like it's easy

Funny when they talk about the game cah it needs me

N***as wanna hear me n***a spill it all to Zeze

F**k that you n***as didn't know that I'm greazy

It's easy man talk f**k until they see me

Believe me all you n***as give me

Heebie-jeebies

Word to Lauryn I will die on this hill

You little n***a's two figures shy of my deal

Someone slide me the bill

Okay I got it

What my eyes don't see the Messiah reveals

If it all goes left give Josiah my will

'Cah I guess I'm just a brudda that they're dying to kill ah

Woo

Your boys mad dark still I shine like a grill

Yeah I'm healthy and I'm blessed but I rhyme like I'm ill

Line bagger holding down the line like Kalil

Ooh ooh ooh

I live a life that they try to fulfil

So they hate on my name but admire my skill

And before I touch stage gotta wire my mil ah

My n***as do drill that was prior to drill

If you see me with my dragons lookin' fly in the field

Know Khaleesi couldn't fathom all the fire I spill nah

You old washed n***as should retire for real

There's a time you should move and a time to be still

There's a time to destroy and a time to rebuild

But all I see is washed up godfathers and washed up podcasters

I own all my masters I ain't got masters

I throw a party on a yacht and wear my Yacht Master

They think I just chart top but I'm the top charter

Gaffer like I'm Scott Parker

From when the mandem used to rock parka's

I am Nasty but I'm not Marcus

Genius I could of clocked Harvard

My n***as slide but they are not dancers

Dead rappers wanna swap charges

Nah I mean they wanna swap stances

Nah I mean they wanna trade places

Get to scrappin' like I ain't famous

Have you dashin' like you're Dwain Chambers

Follow fashion man you fake greatness

To make a classic yeah it takes ages

But I still do it like my mate David

Nah I mean like my bro Dave

Me and MIST that's a close shave

They fear this but they won't say I'm the nearest on a cold day

They love to talk about the old days

Them man are old like Annie are you okay

I prefer not to speak like I'm Jose

I prefer really not to uhm not to speak

If I speak I am in in big trouble

Wooo

This is what I meant when I said what I said

I got whips in my drive pretty women in my bed

My accolades are bigger than my head

Stylo told me Kill 'em 'til they're dead

They killy dem ah carry one inna di head

Don Dada kick off face with Bank Robber

If it's a ting then I'll just pattern it like Trev ayy

Man I've got 'tec's like I'm Kylian punch like I'm Dillian

Walk in the gym and I bump into William

The S on my chest yeah that stands for Success

But the M on my hairline stands for my millions

Ah I got a brilliant car

I got a brilliant team they wanna bring up my past

Because I'm living my dream

What we achieved ain't a shock cah we knew it

We just step real clean and say Mel made me do it ow

Ask Mel now there's not enough space in my wardrobe

Benjart fitted on my waist and my torso

N***as keep on thinkin' I'm a chief oh you thought so

Chatty patty n***as man you n***as need a talk show

I've never seen real dons turn Loose Women

Sleep real good fresh sheets new linen

If we ever played a game called Guess who's winning

And you open up the door I'll be in the room chillin'

Message

There will never be a time when me and you's twinnin'

Why

Different status my chicks the baddest

You know the bag Chanel the trips to Paris

And if your boys a king the bits a palace

Okay three O2's that I sell-out man I'm such a sellout

Might f**k around and bring Adele out

Me and flipz don't talk like we fell out

Ah get the hell out all the f**k I gotta spell out

Please A-L-L-O-W me

Every time I double plaque they gotta double my P

I was double-spread Mike now I cover I-D

Wouldn't cover for you dickheads if you covered my-

Ah I knew they wouldn't like it if I blow

I got all you n***as rattled but you hide it on the low

I'm from the city where they're ridin' with a pole

And now my nephews can't believe that Spider-Man's my bro

Shout Tom that's my guy on top 'til we die

Yeah I skipped through the world hop-scotch to Dubai

There's a lot to divide but my God will provide

Couldn't get to where I'm going if you hopped in my-

I got TJ tellin' me we're done

Said I thought I got an hour left

Ah man my enemies are out of breath

I pray then I fast then I counter press

Spent a week in the sticks but tonight I'm at my South address

Ah you know how it gets

Holy Spirit that's just how I'm blessed

Ayy twenty bags for my showerhead a n***as gotta shower fresh

You little boys are out your depth

You know I got Ashville on the yard and Yianni on the wrap

I mean I'm Yianni on the rap

I'm the best at what I do they think I'm braggin' on a track

But I'm flexin' cah it's true and if you went and ran it back

You'd know I left you with the truth

'Cause the cars don't make you this lit

The money don't make you this good

The plaques don't make you this cold

Give a f**k what my f**k sold

A bust a rhyme when I'm in flip mode you pricks know

The boy's just way too nice so you always see my music on the shelf

I've been on the G O A T for so long that they never hype a n***as up

So I guess I gotta do it to myself boy

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