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Justin Hughes - 007 Head Lice Lyrics



Justin Hughes - 007 Head Lice Lyrics
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Like yeah, told them I don't need advice
Way that I do it, they scratching their head like lice
Call it a vice
Drop like I'm desperate over and over again like dice
Six foot three, born to be a baller
Can't be bitter 'bout shit, sweet teeth
Good vibe so a bro said call her
Don't recognise the phone ID
It's a closed circle
Learned first time like I'm winning a Wordle
Like that's an old hurdle
Some guys follow rats like Ninja Turtles
Like squeak squeak squeak, darling I heard it
Deep deep sleep, that is my verdict
Steep steep steep, money ain't certain
Better not bore my action and purpose
Baby be real for a second
What's with the fury? Ain't Samuel
I put in the work, ain't a question
So I want way more than a cameo
Tell them again they ain't listen
Sound like my old boss scenario
Pop out the pipeline like Mario
Try f*ck it up like Mysterio
Like 007, I follow my passion
Act like a professional, do it like James
Do it in fashion, my mission ain't messing
I kick it in Chester, Daniel Craig, ugh
Yeah, losing my energy, mission impossible
I ain't got enemies, I just got obstacles
Dipping like sauce, tell a wasteman I gotta go
Yeah, this shit fresh off the stove
Don't simplify, or jeopardise
Or weaponise my shit
Ain't got several ties or blanket lies
To simplify my biz
Culture hypnotised, stay turning tides
And mystify for kicks
And I might've tried not picking sides
But I fear that mine's been picked
Spent my last fiver on a lager and crisps
Dad got fast fibre, posting snippets and shit
How I make movement? How my music make me rich?
I'ma keep moving till I find a spot like cyst
It's hilarious, lowkey, baby you a phoney
Double shot of Malibu, now true colours you show me
Get up off their feet, tell them a prophecy
You say it's ride or die, I ain't got time you see
I need my privacy, you said that's fine with me
I think you lied to me, I think you lied to me
Like 007, I follow my passion
Act like a professional, do it like James
Do it in fashion, my mission ain't messing
I kick it in Chester, Daniel Craig
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Like yeah, told them I don't need advice
Way that I do it, they scratching their head like lice
Call it a vice
Drop like I'm desperate over and over again like dice
Six foot three, born to be a baller
Can't be bitter 'bout shit, sweet teeth
Good vibe so a bro said call her
Don't recognise the phone ID
It's a closed circle
Learned first time like I'm winning a Wordle
Like that's an old hurdle
Some guys follow rats like Ninja Turtles
Like squeak squeak squeak, darling I heard it
Deep deep sleep, that is my verdict
Steep steep steep, money ain't certain
Better not bore my action and purpose
Baby be real for a second
What's with the fury? Ain't Samuel
I put in the work, ain't a question
So I want way more than a cameo
Tell them again they ain't listen
Sound like my old boss scenario
Pop out the pipeline like Mario
Try f*ck it up like Mysterio
Like 007, I follow my passion
Act like a professional, do it like James
Do it in fashion, my mission ain't messing
I kick it in Chester, Daniel Craig, ugh
Yeah, losing my energy, mission impossible
I ain't got enemies, I just got obstacles
Dipping like sauce, tell a wasteman I gotta go
Yeah, this shit fresh off the stove
Don't simplify, or jeopardise
Or weaponise my shit
Ain't got several ties or blanket lies
To simplify my biz
Culture hypnotised, stay turning tides
And mystify for kicks
And I might've tried not picking sides
But I fear that mine's been picked
Spent my last fiver on a lager and crisps
Dad got fast fibre, posting snippets and shit
How I make movement? How my music make me rich?
I'ma keep moving till I find a spot like cyst
It's hilarious, lowkey, baby you a phoney
Double shot of Malibu, now true colours you show me
Get up off their feet, tell them a prophecy
You say it's ride or die, I ain't got time you see
I need my privacy, you said that's fine with me
I think you lied to me, I think you lied to me
Like 007, I follow my passion
Act like a professional, do it like James
Do it in fashion, my mission ain't messing
I kick it in Chester, Daniel Craig
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Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Justin Hughes
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