Mo Salah 2

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Had to hit them with the part 2
Still scoring like Mo Salah, Had to hit them with the part 2
Yeah, I finessed them it ain’t hard to
Like a through ball I just passed through
Still scoring like Mo Salah, but you won’t see me on the wing
Oh, that’s your girl I didn’t know brudda
She was really tryna get it in
She was tryna give me blows, woah
I didn’t even say a thing
I don’t force girls I get girl force
Shawty blowing like the wind
Still winning man I can’t lose, I had to hit them with the part 2
Pretty girls let me touch it, you got no touch, Lukaku
I finessed it, it ain’t hard to, I just R1 and then R2
I can run true if I want to, like a through ball I just passed through
Bad. Hoes. These honey’s wanna know us
Cash. Flow. Clean money OSR
I’m from a city niggas don’t talk, they’ll smoke man and then go yard
Couple white boys make the chromebar, 'cos I know Ole’s Gunnar like Solskjaer
Hold up, wait, they load up, weight
She said its Harry got the Kane, yeah Defoe like Jermain
From a Cole World like Jermaine, Now my old girls on my case
In a white german i’m swerving, that’s Ozil but with pace
My grown ting named Fifi, got big breasts let me see those
Her friends' names Luis, and she goes where Fi goes (Figo)
French ting tryna grease man (Greizmann), telling people i’m a player
Why these women tryna claim us? I don’t even know your name (Neymar)
Mo Salah how i’m scoring, boring, why these niggas still talking?
Yawning, work work put it all in, Labour I don’t party I ain’t Corbyn
Wake up early in the morning, gotta get it no stalling, should’ve given you a
warning, now you hearing all the talking
Still winning man I can’t lose, I had to hit them with the part 2
Pretty girls let me touch it, you got no touch, Lukaku
I finessed it, it ain’t hard to, I just R1 and then R2
I can run true if I want to, like a through ball I just passed through
Thats gang gang but it won’t matter (Mata), You’ll be on your Jones on the
rested
Left back on the wing, that’s Shawshank Redemption
Young shooter like Rashford, active when them bullets fly past you
Madting, brudda this ain’t paintballing, can’t be calling for a marshal
(Martial)
You was tryna blow the whistle, tryna clap at your entire team
My g got the 9th bail (Bale), he’s a hazard to society
You got your money at your crib, and your boasting about profits
Carry on with that cheek, and they’re gon find out where your Loft is (loftus)
I’m just tryna build a company (Kompany), then i’ll put in all my friends
In man’s city for the sterling, burning, they ain’t shooting at your leg
With the Ramsey or some Gunners, If they heard your getting cheques (Cech)
Its on site if your offside, flagging in the wrong ends
Still scoring like Mo Salah, but you won’t see me on the wing
Oh, that’s your girl I didn’t know brudda
She was really tryna get it in
She was tryna give me blows, woah
I didn’t even say a thing
I don’t force girls I get girl force
Shawty blowing like the wind
Still winning man I can’t lose, I had to hit them with the part 2
Pretty girls let me touch it, you got no touch, Lukaku
I finessed it, it ain’t hard to, I just R1 and then R2
I can run true if I want to, like a through ball I just passed through