Lyrics & Flows - P Money

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, round and round it goes

Whoa, round and round it goes

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, round and round it goes

Hey, round and round it goes

Yo, I don’t play, this is not EA

Minimum wage?

Promoter, behave

Make sure I’ve got a rider onstage

And three hotel rooms, prepaid

Got a big lyric called «what did he say?»

When I start it, the crowd say «what did he say?»

But I don’t repeat it on the third line

But I hit 'em with the fourth like «what did he say?»

Cause I’m grimy when I’m rhyming with my hood up

In quick time and when I ride in, I get a pull-up

If it’s a hype ting, we’ll slide in when I pull up

DM sliding when I glide in, skrrt, pull up

I does this, then man shoulda, woulda, coulda

I got clarity, dem man dududududu

I’m P Money in a snapback and my hood up

But I’m Wiley to every single girl that I stood up, cause

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, round and round it goes

Whoa, round and round it goes

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, round and round it goes

Hey, round and round it goes

Yo, fam, let me tell you why I’m nang

Probably the first grime man in Japan

Every single MC that clashed me ran

Left with their girlfriends, I left with their fans

Money Over Everyone, yeah, that was me

Put together dubstep and grime, that was me

Bosnia, Russia, Australia, Croatia

Can’t forget Germany, bro, that was me

If you wanna spar me, you are barmy, you need an army

You ain’t dark, G, can’t dark me cause I’m a darkie

Can’t harm me, run up, charge me or disarm me

I’m old school but I ain’t Atari, bro, wallahi

My conservative labour works more than a party

Nah, G, on my own, I was calling the party

Humble with it, but I’ll get a D Double rewind

If you might see me go back to being nasty

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, round and round it goes

Whoa, round and round it goes

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, round and round it goes

Hey, round and round it goes

Like yo, let me tell you why I’m cold

Made a lot of bangers, none of them sound old

«Slang Like This», man, you already know

«10/10» now, you already know

Younger than them but I was one of the seniors

Badded up festivals and I done arenas

They ain’t even done this and they was on a major

I ain’t even dropped no album, idiots

Zim zimma, I was getting bigger and bigger

They couldn’t say I weren’t the winner when I got in the bimmer

They can’t buy my style, I’ll six-figure the bidder

They call me chinchilla cause I’ll put their chin on a chiller, it’s mad

Are you hearing the way I’ve been flowing?

It’s mad

All the rates and the raves I’ve been going, it’s mad

Lowkey at the show so we go in the back

When your chick picks me up, we go in the back

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, round and round it goes

Whoa, round and round it goes

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, round and round it goes

Hey, round and round it goes

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, big boy lyric and flow

Whoa, round and round it goes

Whoa, round and round it goes

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, big boy lyric and flow

Hey, round and round it goes

Hey, round and round it goes