Dats Normal Lyrics

[Intro: Footsie]
Murkery, you likkle p*ssy eediat
It's Foots again
Repping
And you know what? I've been sleeping this year, listen
(Now hear this, now hear this)

[Verse 1: Footsie]
I've been going on deep from when I was one-o
Done my first shot when I was ten
Moved up quickly, picked up one-o
Moved it quickly and picked up again
Now what you gonna do with your money? Don't know
Go to the shops and buy One Tens
Now I've got a phone number, it ends in one-o
Go to the ends, pass it to my friends
Now I'm gonna need more than one o
Aiden's doing them scores and tens
Now you can ring me and get a full one o
Everyone knows that my food is peng
Can't be an eediat, gotta be raggo
Look, there goes Footsie again
You mooks, you can chase my shadow
You wanna find me? Come to the ends

[Hook: Footsie]
That's normal
I've got dough on my mind, that's normal
I get a G for a line, that's normal
A couple gyally on my line, that's normal
Blud, that's normal, that's normal
I'm never on time, that's normal
I make tunes all the time, that's normal
And when I get a rewind, that's normal

[Verse 2: Footsie]
It's Foots, I'm still on this ting, I
Still wanna fight, still wanna swing, I
Won't pray to let go that ting, I
Still wanna shine, still wanna bling
And every other minute, my mobile rings, I
Still move food, I still sling, I
Got the peng ting wrapped in cling
And you dun know say man ah repped for the wing
Dun know say man ah repped for the manor
In my works, you can't throw no spanner It's hammer time when I draw for the hammer
Watch your speech, mind your grammar
I talk up, I don't mumble or stammer
And it's me who made Right Hooks with Jammer
Think you're nang? Nah, I'm nanger
Newham's the gang and gyal ah bang us

[Hook: Footsie]
That's normal
I've got dough on my mind, that's normal
I get a G for a line, that's normal
A couple gyally on my line, that's normal
Blud, that's normal, that's normal
I'm never on time, that's normal
I make tunes all the time, that's normal
And when I get a rewind, that's normal

[Verse 3: Footsie]
Let me state some facts
Might see me in a whip with no tax
Windows down, smoking zax
Pumping out some Generals tracks
Yeah, I roll on my ones, I don't roll in packs
Cause it's bait rolling with a car full of blacks
More time, my car's full of zax
Gotta fix up, gotta get some tax
Just pressed up some tunes on wax
Gotta make moves, gotta move these tracks
The struggle goes on, it's hard to relax
I know what I need, more zax
Bill up a zoot and make more tracks
Can't flop now, gotta make more cash
For the top of the game, I'm making a dash
Like Gordon, I'll be gone in a flash

[Hook: Footsie]
That's normal
I've got dough on my mind, that's normal
I get a G for a line, that's normal
A couple gyally on my line, that's normal
Blud, that's normal, that's normal
I'm never on time, that's normal
I make tunes all the time, that's normal
And when I get a rewind, that's normal

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