Giggs – Spun It Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

Wanna send a message, nigga, send your message
Wanna send your blessings, nigga, send your blessing
Man are just invested, niggas been invested
Man just found some interest, niggas been interested
Man ain't the aggressor but I been aggressive
And we ain't good at guessing, we just spin addresses
Man will put them baby niggas in their creches
Bet you couldn't guess that niggas bringing yeses
Hella struggle
Remember I was low and couldn't get a cuddle
Hella funny niggas, man's a mega puzzle
Man top up the single, you can get a double
Man round here will burst it if you're in a bubble
Then I guzzle, sip it then I guzzle
Man just had to juggle what we had to juggle
Man just kept on digging 'til we dug a tunnel

Who run it? Who done it?
Who spun it? Who's son it?
Game's damaged, who's coming?
(Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
This hard boiled, that's too runny
Them dudes funny, abuse money
Just link money, then two's cuzzy
(Yes, yes, yes, my G, G, G, G)

If I say to bust it, niggas make 'em bust it
If I say dessert, man, then it's cake and custard
Man can't even answer that, we ain't discussed it
Man's just not reliable and not productive
Man just want the cake but not the knife that cuts it
Man can run their mouth, I'll be the guy that shuts it
Man just run up on him and his eye got busted
You ride the bike, I drive the rusty
Ride this night, with guys that trust me
You riding light, these guys you must be
Hear them tyres at night, when we rise the rusty
I got them squires and knights, to get down and dusty
I'm tired at night, she's kinda busty
I'm high as a kite, her thighs are muscly
And knowing I might, get kinda frosty
I look at it like, nah, now she's tryna cuss me
I won't be Cupid
Don't fuck with them niggas, pussy, don't be stupid
When we get this money, nigga, won't we scoop it?
I'm here with the massive niggas, so my hoos in
Three cattive Versace niggas, show Medusas
'Cause I'm with the shooters, nigga, with the shooters
She says I'm the cutest, now she's in recruitment
She might get the dick but she won't get Louboutin

Who run it? Who done it?
Who spun it? Who's son it?
Game's damaged, who's coming?
(Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
This hard boiled, that's too runny
Them dudes funny, abuse money
Just link money, then two's cuzzy
(Yes, yes, yes, my G, G, G, G)

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