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

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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)

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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

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