Correction Lyrics Take That by Potter Payper

Featuring(s) : Digga D

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Fumes on the beat)

[Chorus: Potter Payper]
Feds wanna do me dirty
See me in A Cat (Belmarsh)
I don't know what's better…
Come back or the payback (Yeah)
I'm a bad boy Diddy
I could never take that, take that
(Nope nope, take the what? Left the what?)
Look, feds wanna do me dirty
See me in A Cat (Belmarsh)
I don't know what's better
Come back or the payback (Yeah)
I'm a bad boy Diddy
I could never take that, take that
(Nope nope, take the what? Left the what?)

[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
How they lovе to talk my name 'til they get — in thе face
I'm in a ding-dong Audi goin' Gazza mi say
And my driver still a shooter, that's a star in a tray
Three of you and one of me, I bet I catch a affray (Mazza)
When I hear a opp drop, I get so happy, hooray
I cook a mean O-Z, I got the trap in a way
So how the fuck they say I'm broke, like they ever been paid? (How?)
How the fuck you on the road gettin' minimum wage? (Asshole)
Hold up, let me clarify, I'm on the strip with a gauge
Hoodied up, no bally, take a look at my face (Oh, boy)
And this pump can't jam up, I'll send you the space (Rah)
Paper, you won't make the news, they won't give you a page (Uh-huh)
I'm a barkin' boy, I'm from a greezy estate (BK)
I cut a man real good but I can't cut me a shape (They know)
They put your bro in a tee, I put my bro in chain (Free 6)
And I Louis my scarf, I might pattern the face (Ssh)

[Chorus: Potter Payper]
Feds wanna do me dirty
See me in A Cat (Belmarsh)
I don't know what's better
Come back or the payback (Yeah)
I'm a bad boy Diddy
I could never take that, take that
(Nope nope, take the what? Left the what?)
Look, feds wanna do me dirty
See me in A Cat (Belmarsh)
I don't know what's better
Come back or the payback (Yeah)
I'm a bad boy Diddy
I could never take that, take that
(Nope nope, take the what? Left the what?)

[Verse 2: Digga D]
I came late to the stu' 'cause I was in the kitchen whippin' (Whip)
Line rippin', Nine kickin', I still make a bind hit him (Blaow)
On the wing, I'm grippin'
Swing my ching, I left him drippin'
If these silly niggas questions my ting, I show the nickin'
That's my dawg, touch 'em, nah
See if man will John Wick him (Brrr)
In the park, let it buss, tryna test out the Smith and
Wessen, my nigga got life, twenty-one for a cheffin' (Free [?])
L-plate on his back, tryna teach a boy a lesson (Yeah)
What I do to these oppers, these coppers (Yeah)
Why they bringin' out dogs and choppers? (Why?)
Cah I got the stripe flamed like Waka Flockas (Flocka)
Puttin' Paper to my name like Potter

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