Tag: Lady Leshurr


Lady Leshurr – 3AM In Brum Lyrics




[Intro]
Yo, me no rap around this year ya know
Look

[Verse 1]
Here comes the “Big baddie” (woo)
Big bars, big talent, you’re invalid
Big bank, big balance, got a big batty (woo, woo)
Flows hot, it’s in Cali and it’s static (yeah)
I don’t need a Big Daddy (haha)
Man, it’s 20-L-teen and I’m back and full of force (yeah)
You don’t wanna go there like there’s acid on the floor
Man you couldn’t get it patterned even if you had it drawn (woo, woo)
Got ’em all stressed out like they’re battling divorce, huh

[Verse 2]
And it’s hard you was at the altar
You thought you’d embark on it for the culture (hah)
You started it likkle rodent
They light as a feather Wingardium Leviosa (woo, woo)
And if you do not want to hear the truth do not war with her (nah)
Think ya bad because you got a tool she turn to carpenter (woo)
Watch me nuh
Knocking down your crew like a domino (yeah)
Do not holla me or follow me
Block me off Twitter, cha

[Pre-Chorus]
They don’t want no drama na (Na)
Mi ah guh send ’em to the corner shop (He-he-he)
Your new ting looks like Aunty Barbara

[Chorus]
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Blow!)
Du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (woo)
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Blow!)
Du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (woo)
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Brrr!)

[Verse 3]
It’ll leave Italy ya body in Venice no Italia
Yeah I got a link to couple G’s in Somalia (yeah)
Talking all these straps oh baby please buy a guitar for ya (yeah)
Go over their heads for man
It will get on top for ya, it’ alot for ya (woo)
I’ll be waiting in the parking lot for ya
Four rings in the whip I will send the car to ya, clarter ya (woo)
Leave ’em leaning like a drunk in mardi gras
I’m too hot for ya, lava ya, then say tarrah ta ya

[Verse 4]
Couple gyal started with me, I’ll finish off for ya (yeah)
I just keep sending them love that’s a heart attack
I will snatch a wig, you’ll catch a fade, I’ll have to barber her
Say it with your chest, I’ll unhook the bra for ya (woo)
Rattatata to ya with ya weak excursion
When there’s trouble you desert, you’s a cheesecake person (yeah)
Now I got ’em shaking in their boots, believe they twerking
You’s a clone of me (woo), you the Btech version, look

[Pre-Chorus]
Nah they don’t want no drama, nuh (Nuh, nuh, nuhh)
Mi ah guh send ’em to the corner shop (Yeah-yeah)
Your new ting looks like Aunty Barbara

[Chorus]
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Blow!)
Du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (woo)
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Blow!)
Du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (woo)
Flows are bullets du-du-du-du-duu, hit up all ah ya (Brrr!)

[Outro]
Hit up all ah ya
Mi ah guh hit up all ah ya
Hit up all ah ya
I’m one in a million like all ah ya




D Double E – Better Than The Rest (feat. Wiley)




[Verse 1: D Double E]
Lyrical Incredible Hulk
I get money and I get it in bulk
Make a MC go home and sulk
Them man can’t show me the ropes
Cuh nah, them man can’t show me the ropes
Them man there on a slippery slope
Them man there must think it’s a joke
Them man are snorting too much coke
Cuh you can put me to the test
Blood, there’s no contest
Which soundboy wanna test?
Right now, blud, I don’t care less
You can make a bird call to the nest
I got man that wanna invest
I got labels showing interest
Can you smell that lemon zest?
If you see me with an empress
You better check out the bum and breast
Yeah, let’s go home and rest
Let’s quickly undress
Yeah everyting cool and bless
In life, man have to progress
I want more success
I want more success, cuh

[Chorus: D Double E]
I’m better than the rest
Nah, none of these men can’t test
I’m putting in more, not less
Yeah, you can hold this to the chest
I don’t care what your pump on your chest
‘Cause I’ll pump this in your chest (bluku)
Straight through your bulletproof vest (bluku)
You can be my guest (bluku)

[Verse 2: Wiley]
I’m the best MC
North, south, east to the west MC
Skillwise big up my chest MC
Big up Lady Leshurr, big up your breast MC
Like who’s gonna test MC?
I tell my dons go fetch MC
Don’t leave until you catch MC
I’m no basic but I am a next MC
No FaceTime, ring up or text MC
Man are OG, I know how to flex MC
Look into my face and read my lips clearly
I’m telling you, I am the best MC
I’m not a Drake, or a Wayne
Or a Jay-Z, or a Kanye West MC
I’m a cheese lemon zest MC
Dallas falcon crest MC

[Chorus: D Double E]
I’m better than the rest
Nah, none of these men can’t test
I’m putting in more, not less
Yeah, you can hold this to the chest
I don’t care what your pump on your chest
‘Cause I’ll pump this in your chest (bluku)
Straight through your bulletproof vest (bluku)
You can be my guest (bluku)

[Verse 3: D Double E]
I’m that lyrical arsonist
Them boy there ain’t even half of this
Lyrical title, yeah, they’re after this
I don’t know what them men are on
I don’t know what them man are thinking
I will bun them like cherry bomb
Cuh us man are here still proving a lot
Them men are losing the plot
Feel the fire blazing, blazing
No hold back, no energy saving
Sizzling like steak in the pan
D Double E and his right hand man
Keeping it overly real, cuh we can
Stick with the plan, stick with the program
And if I like your gyally
Wham, bam, thank you, maam

[Chorus: D Double E]
I’m better than the rest
Nah, none of these men can’t test
I’m putting in more, not less
Yeah, you can hold this to the chest
I don’t care what your pump on your chest
‘Cause I’ll pump this in your chest (bluku)
Straight through your bulletproof vest (bluku)
You can be my guest (bluku)