Sexy Mama - Ard Adz, BraNDZ, Tizzy

When I step in

That’s expensive

Tom Ford on the fragrance, what you reckon?

Took my flows, man a call it lending

Bought your girl to my show now I let her bend it

Oh she a sexy mama

I don’t regret it, na na

Pull up in a Ozil way

That’s 100% on all the tings

She calls me Mr Muscle, that’s the way that I flex

Now she all up on me cuz the set I represent

North-West boy, my side, I rep the set

Drip flair, I go «Whoa» when we’re bouncing in the bed

I know you’re scared of us

Cah all our issues got the best of us

Trying to build an empire so stop stressing uh

I’m the one so forget others

You’ve got your breasts out, it’s no joke

Would you love me if I stress out and go broke?

I wanna own boats

Sail half the word in my ship as I blow smoke

Baby would you care if I’m right or wrong?

Baby would you ride if my tyre gone?

Rolling with a vest and a firearm

Baby come and press on my alarm, ayy

She trying to fly straight

Trying to be the wife but she raving on a Friday

First she love me then she don’t

Trying to tell her listen close

Real life doesn’t die bitch

I’ll make your bed rock if your bed don’t

Grilled steak cooking in my redbones

You couldn’t move to her, no chance

No talk, she’ll laugh

Putting in her headphones

Believe me when I’m stepping in some trendy Gucci shoes

In Louis V you’re always dripping cah the fashion’s what you do

From studio to the plane not a Plain Jane

Fucked up the shop when the pay came

Buss the VAT cah we shopped at duty-free

Now I’m overseas living duty-free

From a cheque that came through off of

My ambitions to be regular

I bet you’ve been rising up the temperature

She want my attention

She wants texting in the day

Asking bout her day

But I’m a real busybody, never stay in one place

Baby would you care if I’m right or wrong?

Baby would you ride if my tyre gone?

Rolling with a vest and a firearm

Baby come and press on my alarm, ayy

Oh she a sexy mama

I don’t regret it, na na

Pull up in a Ozil way

That’s 100% on all the tings

Baby would you care if I’m right or wrong?

Baby would you ride if my tyre gone?

Rolling with a vest and a firearm

Baby come and press on my alarm