Ellesse, ellesse

[Verse 1] (Lee Scott) Yeah, yeah, uhh, yeah Ellesse, Ellesse, you best have the trabs if you're tryna impress me I just spent the last of me cash on a tracky instead of me lecky While you was investin' in 'Sace and Ralph we was out gettin' messy I'm not tryna look preppy I wake up and sag with a splab for me brekky Had to rock Pod for a term and got pissed off cause people was mockin' em I saved up for a year for them brown and green Rockies and proper looked boss in them Drownin' in compliments, got too much flavour I don't need no condiments I'm not obnoxious it's just that these Spliffy jeans give me the confidence Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ay you look fresh Lee I blow me own trumpet like Dizzy Gillespie Lost me self in this grey maze From Ellesse to Hellys and Sprayways To bootlegging saveaways, blagging me way through life spendin' me days blazed [Verse 2] (Black Josh) If the niggas weren't there from the day go They wouldn't ever come to me like they know I been a trill G from a day old Since my marge had my hair in cain rows She had Nine nine fives and nine fives now a man a nine fives workin' my nine five In the studio when I'm recordin' my rhymes Shouts to Reklews yeah, he's on it Branch shit out this year don't sleep on it Like an next man's mattress with no sheet on it We run it, we won it, we profit, my boys made proof from it Move a couple O's same day We on it We ain't got no nack we see profits I'm ignorant the bitches can keep gossip Don't hear the need for it On my own ting and I keep on it Yeaaahhh Ellesse Ellesse high street don't impress me I'm seein' these sisters and how they be dressin' yet this on my neck when these bitches they trust me it's cool I was sendin' them bitches to jesus I been pimp since pimpin' You a sissy like Pippin I ain't got no time to put aside for them sideline women cause I'm about my business [Verse 3] (Both) Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Black Josh with Lee Scott on Blah records the label the levels we're settin' There's other fellas but then man we enter the party they exit The bucket hats making the upper class people feel timid and threatened Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse Ellesse