Style

Style (Dub) - Stefflon Don

Written by：Brett Thorngren/Stefflondon

Number one let's go eh

Cosmo dunno eh eh

In my eight London eh

Presidental Rolly on my wrist

When I was younger man I couldn't picture this

Come harder always hustled

Father took the piss

He was a dickhead too much politics I told her

Don't worry momma I ain't going to sting

Like when you drink the coffee and you run to do a sh*t

This was those days when Boba Wayne in that eight

And in one minute that pop star was at war with it

I write my lyrics in my own style

My momma don't cry when I broke no

I kill beats like you must know

My shot the dance at the stage show

That poop my pants speaker

Steff don as the teacher

But ya'll them don't know

New Era was a blood yo

New Era was a blood yo

Steff tell 'em

All the way through the jungle is a madness London

Step up Steff Don is a bad chick

You want it

You don't really want it cause I

Keeping 'em keep coming keep 'em running and I

Burn 'em

Burn 'em done 'em everytime them come I run 'em

London step up Steff Don what up

The place get mad and wicked and wild out sho'

Wind up the dong dong low

B**ches want to know how I get get so

Mad wild out while we kick it wild out

Steff Don done

She wild out

I write my lyrics in my own style

My momma don't cry when I broke no

I kill beats like you must know

My shot the dance at the stage show

That poop my pants speaker

Steff don as the teacher

But ya'll them don't know

New Era was a blood yo

Them living on they bad self bad self

And she tick and she tats so tats so

Oh she fat and she going so

Blood clots Steff Don are mad so mad so

Pretty girl look good eh

Face pretty girl look good eh

When I come in to dance everybody come to dance

Everybody everybody let's go eh

I write my lyrics in my own style

My momma don't cry when I broke no

I kill beats like you must know

My shot the dance at the stage show

That poop my pants speaker

Steff Don as the teacher