Ladbroke Grove (Remix) – AJ Tracey (feat. General Levy & Novelist)
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[General Levy (Jorja Smith):] Original big bad General Levy in the building Alongside the big bad AJ Tracey we got to represent ‘Cah we are the lyrical president All massive dem report to the dancefloor ‘Cah right now we gon’ to kick out t’ door Won’t tell ’em again rudeboi blazin’ and Amazing! Bim! Boom! Yo! (No one sees No one- One- No one sees No one sees No one sees No one- One- No one sees No one-) (Conducta)
[Jorja Smith:] No one knows the pain No one sees what I see in you No one feels the same No one sees myself like you do
[AJ Tracey:] Look, 2019 still flow 2-double-o (Gunshot!) Yet I’m the yout who’s gonna blow Mic me the pass, pass me the mic gonna flow Two strap whistle pon ting, who’s gonna know Can’t’t go to court never getting caught Make the Smith sing like Jorja Summertime in polo shorts with a borer I hit my yard, collect the pack from the porter (Splash!) Relax my back in the water Sauna, sorta rich now, I’m baller Snitches, Babylon boydem Informer Tell bare tells the names to them porker (Woo-woo!) Tracey, I’m west, my name that’s Tracey Walk with my lord in the dark, can’t faze me Delete the feat. if a man can’t pay me Line in ma house, wine in my house, Amy
Yo, it’s the hyperman set AJ Tracey, live and direct DJ mash up, then mash up the deck The microphone champ is live and direct And again, it’s the hyperman set (Yeah) AJ Tracey, live and direct (Who?) DJ mash up, then mash up the deck The microphone cha-
[Novelist:] Its the N O fer-der-der-der Better know it gets peak when I’m on the riddem Anytime on the beat man are going to listen The gay are like “Oh no we didn’t” Mmm mmm yeah yeah! Nothing but pure energy I’m going to give em Man are billing a vibe, I see a lot of women Hands up in the air everybody chilling out Got a new dress bring it out Got a new crep dem bring it out Get busy with it Got so many flows that I get silly with it Mmm yeah let me get chilly and skippy with I Have a night out get when its been a minuet But don’t be that guy trying to get lippy in the dance Just two step bubble to the riddem When I come to the dance everybody is winning
[Jorja Smith:] No one knows the pain No one sees what I see in you No one feels the same No one sees myself like you do