Sammy Virji & Skepta - Cops & Robbers

[Intro](And I'll be more than you ever could dream of)(And I'll be more than you ever could dream of)(And I'll be more than you ever could dream of)(And I'll be more than you ever could dream of)[Chorus]DJ, play one for the badmanDJ, play one for the ladiesSaid, "Go on then," and the crowd go crazyI'm on the wave, who's tryna get wavy?A little bad boy from TottenhamDots, I was shottin', playin' cops and robbersNow, whips I'm coppin' and champagne poppin' 'emHands in the air like who's got a problem?[Verse 1]She wanna link up, no stressShe wanna have fun, so she phonin' SkepSaid she need a weekend that she won't forgetBut I'm tryna wake up with no regretsWalk in the room, style and eleganceLookin' for a place I can smoke my medicineTalk about GMs and I came with ten of 'emDon't insult my intelligence[PreChorus]And I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream of[Chorus]DJ, play one for the badmanDJ, play one for the ladiesSaid, "Go on then," and the crowd go crazyI'm on the wave, who's tryna get wavy?A little bad boy from TottenhamDots, I was shottin', playin' cops and robbersNow, whips I'm coppin' and champagne poppin' 'emHands in the air like who's got a problem?[Verse 2]This one comin' like a scary movieThis one for the OGs and the juviesWho's that bringin' the vibe? It's yours trulyAnd if you don't like me, then sue meClash me, it ain't wise, okayI don't know what they told you, but I ain't the one andI'm still in my prime, okayAs I don't sit around twiddlin' thumbs, greaze[PreChorus]And I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream of[Chorus]DJ, play one for the badmanDJ, play one for the ladiesSaid, "Go on then," and the crowd go crazyI'm on the wave, who's tryna get wavy?A little bad boy from TottenhamDots, I was shottin', playin' cops and robbersNow, whips I'm coppin' and champagne poppin' 'emHands in the air like who's got a problem?[Verse 3]Please don't put it past meMake a gyal bend over like half-past threeShe's a faithful girl, she never ever cheatBut she givin' me a pass, I'm a raasclaat GTry get the number if you wan' seeShe don't wanna chat to ya cah you're nastyWe don't talk about the opps, they rob that GOnly man I'm preein' is the HMRC[Outro]And I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream ofAnd I'll be more than you ever could dream of