Man Of The Match Lyrics
| Song | Man Of The Match |
| Artist | Sway |
| Album | The Signature |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : D. Safo/J. Ritchie | |
| 作曲 : J.Mez | |
| [Hook] | |
| Dcypha [X7] | |
| We bag a win too [X4] | |
| See the fans in the stands as they clap | |
| Everybody make way for the man of the match | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Blow the whistle (yay) | |
| It's so official (yay | |
| Let's set it off with a bang like a loaded pistol (yay) | |
| Let's set it off with a boom, unload the missiles (yay) | |
| Let the game begin i came to play and play to win, i'm Sway | |
| Kick off | |
| And if and when it kicks off | |
| The clique'll put stitches in the player like a sitcom | |
| Kinda like Mr Bean | |
| Dcypha's the winning team | |
| Your biggest boys couldn't bring it to our women's team | |
| Top of the table | |
| Top of the league | |
| A-Team like Mr T | |
| Loaded with the green | |
| Because i save like i'm Mr Mean | |
| Locked i've got the rap game | |
| Bottoms up, pop the Champagne | |
| And spray it everywhere | |
| Have us looking like a swimming team | |
| New air red cap fits | |
| Matches with the jackets | |
| Which matches with the black kits | |
| Yeah, that's a hat-trick | |
| Fresher than tic tacs | |
| And plus i've got the tactics | |
| To get models and actresses | |
| Back to the mattress (let's go) | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Half-Time | |
| And then the second half | |
| I'm still playing the field looking for my better half | |
| Welcome to DeSafo's turf | |
| Put it down like Astroturf | |
| After the games me and her can go back and take it off | |
| I play no soccer | |
| But i ain't no sucker | |
| Gotta have a good head on her shoulders | |
| Or Sway don't want her | |
| I like girls with brains | |
| Straight, curls or braids | |
| But i make em strip like a hat and scarf | |
| Baby take them off | |
| Never catch me kneeled down | |
| Plus the only time i draw | |
| Is when i score | |
| With the babes for your information | |
| I book tables for two | |
| And plus i love foreplay | |
| So 442 must be my formation | |
| Better have the skills to keep me up | |
| Because I don't take no drugs | |
| I love a lady with a bass like techno subs | |
| I take no subs, once i'm getting down in them drawers | |
| Foul mouth, red card, i swear i'mma take em off | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| I've got the whole nation | |
| Saying Sway DeSafo's the greatest | |
| My foes are fake | |
| They're all talk like commentators | |
| They're [?] | |
| But there will be no game over | |
| Till i run back on this pitch | |
| Take this whole thing over | |
| We're going into extra time | |
| I ain't never lost a game | |
| I'm number one | |
| And pus when i won | |
| That means you lost again | |
| You got the ball then pass that | |
| I got the balls to blast at my enemies, bye enemies | |
| You set targets and i go past | |
| I'm all over | |
| I'm like a striker and a centre back | |
| And it's all over | |
| From when i strike | |
| And when i send it back | |
| Remember that, remember me | |
| There will be no penalties | |
| You'd better believe my team is real | |
| Like it's [?] | |
| I'm a hurricane | |
| [?] you're a gentle breeze | |
| Hold up the cups like bra straps | |
| And [?], Cheese | |
| And all of the girls and women | |
| Can put it through their legs like nutmeg | |
| And then we breeze | |
| We're bachelors who draw wives like matchstick men | |
| It's easy when you're stadium status | |
| Cover up like stadium jackets | |
| Cos i ain't trying to catch it | |
| I like the rolie or | |
| Light matching robes | |
| And disappearing through the entrance like magic now | |
| [Hook X2] |
| zuo ci : D. Safo J. Ritchie | |
| zuo qu : J. Mez | |
| Hook | |
| Dcypha X7 | |
| We bag a win too X4 | |
| See the fans in the stands as they clap | |
| Everybody make way for the man of the match | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Blow the whistle yay | |
| It' s so official yay | |
| Let' s set it off with a bang like a loaded pistol yay | |
| Let' s set it off with a boom, unload the missiles yay | |
| Let the game begin i came to play and play to win, i' m Sway | |
| Kick off | |
| And if and when it kicks off | |
| The clique' ll put stitches in the player like a sitcom | |
| Kinda like Mr Bean | |
| Dcypha' s the winning team | |
| Your biggest boys couldn' t bring it to our women' s team | |
| Top of the table | |
| Top of the league | |
| ATeam like Mr T | |
| Loaded with the green | |
| Because i save like i' m Mr Mean | |
| Locked i' ve got the rap game | |
| Bottoms up, pop the Champagne | |
| And spray it everywhere | |
| Have us looking like a swimming team | |
| New air red cap fits | |
| Matches with the jackets | |
| Which matches with the black kits | |
| Yeah, that' s a hattrick | |
| Fresher than tic tacs | |
| And plus i' ve got the tactics | |
| To get models and actresses | |
| Back to the mattress let' s go | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| HalfTime | |
| And then the second half | |
| I' m still playing the field looking for my better half | |
| Welcome to DeSafo' s turf | |
| Put it down like Astroturf | |
| After the games me and her can go back and take it off | |
| I play no soccer | |
| But i ain' t no sucker | |
| Gotta have a good head on her shoulders | |
| Or Sway don' t want her | |
| I like girls with brains | |
| Straight, curls or braids | |
| But i make em strip like a hat and scarf | |
| Baby take them off | |
| Never catch me kneeled down | |
| Plus the only time i draw | |
| Is when i score | |
| With the babes for your information | |
| I book tables for two | |
| And plus i love foreplay | |
| So 442 must be my formation | |
| Better have the skills to keep me up | |
| Because I don' t take no drugs | |
| I love a lady with a bass like techno subs | |
| I take no subs, once i' m getting down in them drawers | |
| Foul mouth, red card, i swear i' mma take em off | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I' ve got the whole nation | |
| Saying Sway DeSafo' s the greatest | |
| My foes are fake | |
| They' re all talk like commentators | |
| They' re ? | |
| But there will be no game over | |
| Till i run back on this pitch | |
| Take this whole thing over | |
| We' re going into extra time | |
| I ain' t never lost a game | |
| I' m number one | |
| And pus when i won | |
| That means you lost again | |
| You got the ball then pass that | |
| I got the balls to blast at my enemies, bye enemies | |
| You set targets and i go past | |
| I' m all over | |
| I' m like a striker and a centre back | |
| And it' s all over | |
| From when i strike | |
| And when i send it back | |
| Remember that, remember me | |
| There will be no penalties | |
| You' d better believe my team is real | |
| Like it' s ? | |
| I' m a hurricane | |
| ? you' re a gentle breeze | |
| Hold up the cups like bra straps | |
| And ?, Cheese | |
| And all of the girls and women | |
| Can put it through their legs like nutmeg | |
| And then we breeze | |
| We' re bachelors who draw wives like matchstick men | |
| It' s easy when you' re stadium status | |
| Cover up like stadium jackets | |
| Cos i ain' t trying to catch it | |
| I like the rolie or | |
| Light matching robes | |
| And disappearing through the entrance like magic now | |
| Hook X2 |
| zuò cí : D. Safo J. Ritchie | |
| zuò qǔ : J. Mez | |
| Hook | |
| Dcypha X7 | |
| We bag a win too X4 | |
| See the fans in the stands as they clap | |
| Everybody make way for the man of the match | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Blow the whistle yay | |
| It' s so official yay | |
| Let' s set it off with a bang like a loaded pistol yay | |
| Let' s set it off with a boom, unload the missiles yay | |
| Let the game begin i came to play and play to win, i' m Sway | |
| Kick off | |
| And if and when it kicks off | |
| The clique' ll put stitches in the player like a sitcom | |
| Kinda like Mr Bean | |
| Dcypha' s the winning team | |
| Your biggest boys couldn' t bring it to our women' s team | |
| Top of the table | |
| Top of the league | |
| ATeam like Mr T | |
| Loaded with the green | |
| Because i save like i' m Mr Mean | |
| Locked i' ve got the rap game | |
| Bottoms up, pop the Champagne | |
| And spray it everywhere | |
| Have us looking like a swimming team | |
| New air red cap fits | |
| Matches with the jackets | |
| Which matches with the black kits | |
| Yeah, that' s a hattrick | |
| Fresher than tic tacs | |
| And plus i' ve got the tactics | |
| To get models and actresses | |
| Back to the mattress let' s go | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| HalfTime | |
| And then the second half | |
| I' m still playing the field looking for my better half | |
| Welcome to DeSafo' s turf | |
| Put it down like Astroturf | |
| After the games me and her can go back and take it off | |
| I play no soccer | |
| But i ain' t no sucker | |
| Gotta have a good head on her shoulders | |
| Or Sway don' t want her | |
| I like girls with brains | |
| Straight, curls or braids | |
| But i make em strip like a hat and scarf | |
| Baby take them off | |
| Never catch me kneeled down | |
| Plus the only time i draw | |
| Is when i score | |
| With the babes for your information | |
| I book tables for two | |
| And plus i love foreplay | |
| So 442 must be my formation | |
| Better have the skills to keep me up | |
| Because I don' t take no drugs | |
| I love a lady with a bass like techno subs | |
| I take no subs, once i' m getting down in them drawers | |
| Foul mouth, red card, i swear i' mma take em off | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I' ve got the whole nation | |
| Saying Sway DeSafo' s the greatest | |
| My foes are fake | |
| They' re all talk like commentators | |
| They' re ? | |
| But there will be no game over | |
| Till i run back on this pitch | |
| Take this whole thing over | |
| We' re going into extra time | |
| I ain' t never lost a game | |
| I' m number one | |
| And pus when i won | |
| That means you lost again | |
| You got the ball then pass that | |
| I got the balls to blast at my enemies, bye enemies | |
| You set targets and i go past | |
| I' m all over | |
| I' m like a striker and a centre back | |
| And it' s all over | |
| From when i strike | |
| And when i send it back | |
| Remember that, remember me | |
| There will be no penalties | |
| You' d better believe my team is real | |
| Like it' s ? | |
| I' m a hurricane | |
| ? you' re a gentle breeze | |
| Hold up the cups like bra straps | |
| And ?, Cheese | |
| And all of the girls and women | |
| Can put it through their legs like nutmeg | |
| And then we breeze | |
| We' re bachelors who draw wives like matchstick men | |
| It' s easy when you' re stadium status | |
| Cover up like stadium jackets | |
| Cos i ain' t trying to catch it | |
| I like the rolie or | |
| Light matching robes | |
| And disappearing through the entrance like magic now | |
| Hook X2 |
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