Moscow - Jaykae, Bowzer Boss

Hmm

You don’t do that, what you talkin' shit for?

You ain’t got no whistle

You don’t pop no pistols

What you carrying a knife for?

You ain’t gonna stab nuttin'

You man are useless

Always been losers

Yeah

Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though

Yeah

How you man wanna bring it to the boss, though?

Yeah

Rolling around with the holes in your socks, bro

Yeah

Me and my boys are cold like Moscow

You don’t do that

What you talking nonsense?

'Cause you don’t want problems

You better weigh up your options

What you screwing up your face for?

You ain’t mad like Bronson

From where the Villa 'n' blues play

The burgers and Johnsons

Oi, my G, you don’t do that

You’re not Biggie or 2Pac

Get sticky like blu-tac

From a city like new jack

What you ringing on me valve for?

Pick up like who’s 'at?

My mate said it’s his birthday

We flew out then we blew racks

(Oi, my G)

You don’t do that, what you talkin' shit for?

You ain’t got no whistle

You don’t pop no pistols

What you carrying a knife for?

You ain’t gonna stab nuttin'

You man are useless

Always been losers

Yeah

Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though

Yeah

How you man wanna bring it to the boss, though?

Yeah

Rolling around with the holes in your socks, bro

Yeah

Me and my boys are cold like Moscow

You don’t do that

What you telling them fibs for?

Don’t hold man hostage

You ain’t mad like jigsaw

Around here is cold, blud

Bare man are getting wigged more

Coming like Call of Duty

I’m staying indoors

Oi, my G, you’re not welcome

Won’t hurt or won’t help 'em

Got burners, won’t sell them

Did earners, won’t tell them

Ayo make me a drink blud

No, go make yourself one

If I see feds I’m dustin''

Better put your belts on

'Cause I got something in the glove box

Yeah, that’s when the fun stops

Yeah, I smell pussy

Yeah, you just wear Dunlops

Yo, I thought you was bad, bruv?

What you moving shook for?

Yo, you man are pussyholes

That’s what you get took for

(Don't lie to me, you don’t do that)

You don’t do that

What you talkin' shit for?

(What you talkin' shit)

You ain’t got no whistle (You ain’t pop no sticks)

You don’t pop no pistols (Cop no whips)

What you carrying a knife for?

(Why you carrying that?)

You ain’t gonna stab nuttin' (You ain’t gonna do shit)

You man are useless (You man are pricks)

Always been losers (Fuck coming to the bits, it’s mad)

Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though

Yeah

How you man wanna bring it to boss, though?

Yeah

Rolling around with the holes in your socks bro

Yeah

Me and my boys are cold like Moscow

You don’t do that, what you talking shit for?

You don’t do that, so what you talking shit for?

Don’t lie to me, you don’t do that

What you talking shit for?

Stop talking shit, man