Lyrics Roll Deep – Fat Mac 90

Huh
I hear them asking the questions, hm
How we’re rolling?
I tell them all the time, presidential rolling

Wise up time to make your mind up
Make your decision
I’m a big dargs, dargs
Warning, you’ve already been given
The stories untold but most of it’s written
You know the profile, see me pon Myspace you see me with no smile
Smile, I don’t do that for pictures
Presidential clique, do road in 7-seaters
Tinted, I want everyone to witness
Big Money Sound, number 1 on Babylon’s hitlist

Work it out, you do the math
Fat Mac 90
Presidential status, ever so grimey
Fat Mac 90

I’m an O.G like Co-Dee, East side rider real niggas know me
Sho-sho, local high on hydro
It’s NASA, bracka-bracka
It’s a lot, Boy Better Know, Roll Deep, Roll Deep, Shangrilu logo
Dutch bop bubble up, fill the money up
Double up, double up
Dun know

Work it out, you do the math
Fat Mac 90
Presidential status, ever so grimey
Fat Mac 90 (Skepta, yo)

I move too quickly, they try shoot me but they missed me
No Grand Theft Auto, Linford Christie
Colin Jackson, your girls feeling my Tottenham accent
Sho, we don’t say hello
I seen their true colours, Yellow
That’s why we can’t be friends, I was silly back then
This ain’t a skinny Mac 10, it’s a Fat Mac 90
I don’t wanna clash nobody, except Wiley

Work it out, you do the math
Fat Mac 90
Presidential status, ever so grimey
Fat Mac 90