Toast Lyrics – Foreign Beggars

Toast Lyrics by Foreign Beggars

It’s all about to go very wrong inside a’here
Stinkin’ out the dance
Bigfoot Connor wit ’em
Perez, Maitell

Say, here come trouble, frowzy
Whisky, or scotch, yeah, that could work [Yep
Tipsy in a dance, lifting her skirt
I look shifty, a man ain’t shot in no Mersh

Dropped fifty, one round, coulda been worse [Huh
She’s frisky, you might say she’s a dirst
Hmm, risky, nah, you man, can go first
There’e ? with me, they both look kinda merk

Patented quick gee, don’t know what’s a cert
Same track, see, livin’ like a tramp
Still get busy with a pat
Living in the flats

Trap sitting with a cap
Them times I didn’t even rap
Still give it in a rap
Style and fashion

And I got vibe and patent
That’s why you rhyme crimes wit’ passion
Why? Tell them, bwoy, tick tang
Hudda wanna side the rapper

At school said I’d either be in dead or in prison
Hey, someone’s blessed I’ve got vision
Dub, I gotta line and it’s filled with kittens
When I drop lines they listen

When you drop lines, you wish you didn’t
Ooh, kill him, ooh kill him
When I see a man about a dog
He was talking

If man’s holding juice
I might drink two to toast
Man’s got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast

If a guy try and beg for it
Don’t let him get too close
Badman there wanna chat back
Don’t let him get too close

If man’s holding juice
I might drink two to toast
Man’s got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast

If a guy try and beg for it
Don’t let him get too close
Badman there wanna chat back
Don’t let him get too close

When they let loose
When they make cash
When they make kits
When they get lashed

Whey they get too too split to the track
When they get too too weird with their cash
When they catch too too feel wanna slash
Ain’t tryin’ to hear that too too, I gotta dash

Gotta pay two two ping tings on a lash
Packed two too
I ain’t into no rap
I ain’t to no long ting fan that’s actual

Come around, better keep sh#t factual
Spent a lot of time analysing them movements
Sweatin’ them ones ain’t practical
I’m tactical, yeah, I won’t mind

If it ain’t business, ain’t got the time
No time to piss about with no iijit amateur
Silly b#tch, to the back of the line
Somebody pray for thee faithfully

Disgracefully
Blatantly
But I’s tried to behave atly, shamefully
Now gyal wanna play wit’ me, take the

So I gave her the A-Z
Tastefully, and she ate all day for free
Hastily, without any space to breathe
Crazily, no bowing out gracefully

Take the lead, got birds like a aviary
Occasionally, work bring back
Vocationally ain’t sh#t you can say to me
Wait and see the outcome ’cause I aim to be

Creatively, the best in the agency
Favourably, in the game in this major league
The vacancies are here
Trying to chase my dreams

And the truth hurts painfully
When I see a man about a dog
He was talking
If man’s holding juice

I might drink two to toast
Man’s got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try and beg for it

Don’t let him get too close
Badman there wanna chat back
Don’t let him get too close
If man’s holding juice

I might drink two to toast
Man’s got a few tunes
I might fling down at a roast
If a guy try and beg for it

Don’t let him get too close
Badman there wanna chat back
Don’t let him get too close
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Foreign Beggars Lyrics – Toast

Foreign Beggars

Toast