Man Of The Match

[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]