U.R.A.Q.T. (Demo)

[Verse 1] You're London, I'm Sri Lankan (?) Right then, It's on, London out of the dungeon On the bus, on the train, like a heteron in your vein Taking use of princess (?) My man ain't yo (?) [Pre-Chorus] Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone You fuck my man and wreck my home I'll get my bro to rob your phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone You fuck my man and wreck my home I'll get my bro to rob your phone (Wa-wa-wa-what?) [Chorus] U-R-A-Q-T Is your dad a dealer? 'Cause you're dope to me You throw them balls across the country You win gold medals for when you're with me [Verse 2] And could it be that me or he Are tighter than J-Lo in her jeans? (Huh?) And could it be that me or he Are tighter than R. Kelly in his teens? (You what?) But you're fuckin' with my man And you text him all the time (Yeah) You might-a had him once But I got him all the time (Uhuh, uhuh) [Pre-Chorus] Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone You fuck my man and wreck my home I'll get my bro to rob your phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone Dt-dt-dt on your mobile phone You fuck my man and wreck my home I'll get my bro to rob your phone [Chorus] U-R-A-Q-T Is your dad a dealer? 'Cause you're dope to me You throw them balls across the country You win gold medals for when you're with me [Verse 3] He ain't no ball for Scrabble You don't get points for doubles Ménage à trois, la-la-la-la-la I'll bill you for your droodles You done lost your marble Like a ball, I'll make you dribble You're the shrapnels in the rubble I'm a raging bull, a rebel It's all about the low-blow brown girl The no glove, no love, hot girl The jukin', jukin', jumpin' off the decks girl The jukin', jukin', jumpin' off the rocks girl [Chorus] U-R-A-Q-T Is your dad a dealer? 'Cause you're dope to me You throw them balls across the country You win gold medals for when you're with me