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Moncler (feat. Rey Heygate) Video (MV)




Performed By: Xorts
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Edmondson Cole




Xorts - Moncler (feat. Rey Heygate) Lyrics




Wrist game on clear
Mana step in the scene like the man of the year
Watch an opp disappear
From the knees to neck mana jamming ya ears
Screw face no fear
Get electric feels when the mic gets near
Mana drippin moncler
Don't blink too quick see your gyal disappear

Screw face yout with no lighter
Done dance the people get hyped up
Dem mans are neeky they ain't like us
First rule no words like we're fight club

You mans ain't never seen it like us
Black man tracksuited and tied up
No Jesus piece we stay Nike'd up
We don't get no sleep do all nighters

Skeng up the place
Ima rich hitter no Chanel on my waist
Got no time to waste
Hold the keys to the car take the keys to the safe

We ain't moving bait
Tell her link at crib we ain't going on dates
Only show up late
With a white t shirt black airforce laced

Just gimme the mic it's gets hyped up
Not coming to dance I ain't Michal
Done your crew in a verse I think I might just
Watch the mandem clash this no cypher

Ain't got no bars you man on flight mode
Punchlines are washed you mana hydro
Burning up with the mic they call me spyro
Got the gyaldem moving think she might go

Watch her move to the front
French Peng ting call her yves saint lauren
She wanna jam with the don
If you looking for love this ain't what you want

Watch the rave get done
Mosh pit turning up from the back from the front
So we do what we want
Tell security move while I roll me a blunt
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Wrist game on clear
Mana step in the scene like the man of the year
Watch an opp disappear
From the knees to neck mana jamming ya ears
Screw face no fear
Get electric feels when the mic gets near
Mana drippin moncler
Don't blink too quick see your gyal disappear

Screw face yout with no lighter
Done dance the people get hyped up
Dem mans are neeky they ain't like us
First rule no words like we're fight club

You mans ain't never seen it like us
Black man tracksuited and tied up
No Jesus piece we stay Nike'd up
We don't get no sleep do all nighters

Skeng up the place
Ima rich hitter no Chanel on my waist
Got no time to waste
Hold the keys to the car take the keys to the safe

We ain't moving bait
Tell her link at crib we ain't going on dates
Only show up late
With a white t shirt black airforce laced

Just gimme the mic it's gets hyped up
Not coming to dance I ain't Michal
Done your crew in a verse I think I might just
Watch the mandem clash this no cypher

Ain't got no bars you man on flight mode
Punchlines are washed you mana hydro
Burning up with the mic they call me spyro
Got the gyaldem moving think she might go

Watch her move to the front
French Peng ting call her yves saint lauren
She wanna jam with the don
If you looking for love this ain't what you want

Watch the rave get done
Mosh pit turning up from the back from the front
So we do what we want
Tell security move while I roll me a blunt
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Writer: Edmondson Cole
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