𝓢𝓮𝔁𝔂 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵 ^^🔥(Cover of Victory Lamp) (Remix) (Remix) (Remastered)

Bad little bitch in the cut, she a hazard
Moving that body, yeah, the rhythm is captured
Eyes on the prize, yeah, she got 'em all fractured
Should’ve never left the bitch alone with the package
Now the bitch countin' up, living in the palace
Talkin' ’bout a check, pussy wetter than a chalice
All grown up, bitch lookin' like a baddie
That booty— (Could've been, could've been, could've been)

[Refrain: Deep/Calm Voice]
Could’ve been a snitch, could’ve been a rat
But she stayed solid, yeah, I’m liking all of that
Now they lookin' at her sideways, wishing for the chat
Looking at her curves, tryna see where the dick's at
Me, I’m like the king, yeah, I’m running the town
You don't really wanna act silly, sit down
But now we're on stage and we're wearing the crown
I need that, I need that, I need that

[Verse 1: Aggressive Flow]
Greaze, I don't play around, I’m a heavy hitter
She don't want a boy, she want a cold-hearted sinner
Pussy like a drug, yeah, I’m addicted to the dinner
She want the dick, yeah, she want a real winner
No new friends, just a room full of killers
I need that, I need that, I need that fast life
When the fake ones talk, yeah, we sharpen up the knife (Huh?)
Cash is needed, getting impatient
Leg work, step on the pavement
Victory Lap, I’m the king of the station (Baow, baow, baow)
I’m a real psycho, she’s a total temptation
If you see her with me, she’s a lucky possession

[Verse 2: Skepta Style]
I smoke loud, but I never get lazy
Bad little bitch and she driving me crazy
Plug said he want twenty racks for the lady
But I’m tryna get the pussy for the free, no maybe
Iced out neck and the diamonds go hazy
Four rings, yeah, the vision is wavy
Grills in my mouth
I put my money where the south is
And I don't wanna talk, just 'low me
No new friends, I got mob ties
Where would I be without the guys?
We get fly, argue a thousand times
We tell jokes till the tears come out your eyes
You know the haters hate when you're out of sight
I hear them say we sold out
Yeah, we sold out everyting except humble pie
One slice cut a man down to size, like...

[Outro: Fading Out]
I need that, I need that, I need that
(Brand new, brand new)
Sexy girl, yeah she a hazard
(I need that, I need that...)

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[Chorus: High-Pitch / Fast Flow] I need that, I need that, I need that Bad little bitch in the cut, she a hazard Moving that body, yeah, the rhythm is captured Eyes on the prize, yeah, she got 'em all fractured Should’ve never left the bitch alone with the package Now the bitch countin' up, living in the palace Talkin' ’bout a check, pussy wetter than a chalice All grown up, bitch lookin' like a baddie That booty ch— (I need that, I need that, I need that) Bad little bitch in the cut, she a hazard Moving that body, yeah, the rhythm is captured Eyes on the prize, yeah, she got 'em all fractured Should’ve never left the bitch alone with the package Now the bitch countin' up, living in the palace Talkin' ’bout a check, pussy wetter than a chalice All grown up, bitch lookin' like a baddie That booty— (Could've been, could've been, could've been) [Refrain: Deep/Calm Voice] Could’ve been a snitch, could’ve been a rat But she stayed solid, yeah, I’m liking all of that Now they lookin' at her sideways, wishing for the chat Looking at her curves, tryna see where the dick's at Me, I’m like the king, yeah, I’m running the town You don't really wanna act silly, sit down But now we're on stage and we're wearing the crown I need that, I need that, I need that [Verse 1: Aggressive Flow] Greaze, I don't play around, I’m a heavy hitter She don't want a boy, she want a cold-hearted sinner Pussy like a drug, yeah, I’m addicted to the dinner She want the dick, yeah, she want a real winner No new friends, just a room full of killers I need that, I need that, I need that fast life When the fake ones talk, yeah, we sharpen up the knife (Huh?) Cash is needed, getting impatient Leg work, step on the pavement Victory Lap, I’m the king of the station (Baow, baow, baow) I’m a real psycho, she’s a total temptation If you see her with me, she’s a lucky possession [Verse 2: Skepta Style] I smoke loud, but I never get lazy Bad little bitch and she driving me crazy Plug said he want twenty racks for the lady But I’m tryna get the pussy for the free, no maybe Iced out neck and the diamonds go hazy Four rings, yeah, the vision is wavy Grills in my mouth I put my money where the south is And I don't wanna talk, just 'low me No new friends, I got mob ties Where would I be without the guys? We get fly, argue a thousand times We tell jokes till the tears come out your eyes You know the haters hate when you're out of sight I hear them say we sold out Yeah, we sold out everyting except humble pie One slice cut a man down to size, like... [Outro: Fading Out] I need that, I need that, I need that (Brand new, brand new) Sexy girl, yeah she a hazard (I need that, I need that...)

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