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Flatmate
989
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flatmate κυκλοφόρησε στις 31 Αυγούστου 2018 από Bluku Music ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Jackuum
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ΆλμπουμJackuum
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας31 Αυγούστου 2018
ΕτικέταBluku Music
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM70

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D Double E
D Double E
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darren Dixon
Darren Dixon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swifta Beater
Swifta Beater
Producer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
Oh, my God
[Verse 2]
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate (Yeah)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate (Yeah)
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate
I done it, what you gonna do about, yeah (What?)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
[Verse 3]
If you wanna stop me, you're gonna have to pop me
Not gonna stop till I get my way
Naw, none of these man can get it my way
Anyway, gonna have to hope and pray
'Cause I fire like a MAC-10 and a AK
When I open my mouth with bare things to say
Make a man go home, feelin' away
Yeah, blood, I just keep it movin' from day to day
But you never know, trouble might come my
But you never know, trouble might come my way
I might lick a man down and hit the high
I might lick a man down and hit the highway
Like, nobody move until I say
Not goin' anywhere until I get paid (Oh, my God)
[Verse 4]
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate (Yeah)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate
I done it, what you gonna do about, yeah
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
[Verse 5]
I put two in your hoodie, blood
Over your body, dance and boogie, blood
Dis me, how bloody well could he, blood? (How?)
Dis me, how bloody well could he?
On this thing, and I'm on this fully (Yeah)
I will stand up to a bully like, "Yeah"
I will stand up to a bully 'cause
I've got the thing and it's loaded fully
Aim for the head top, aim for the wooly
Drive off and spark my zoogie
Spark my zoogie, blood
Told you before, I'm no goody-goody, blood
Told you before, I'm no goody-goody, blood
[Verse 6]
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
[Verse 7]
(Blat) Man will jump in the whip and blat
Do one twenty on the road and that
Man will do one twenty on the road and that
I'm comin', blood, get there in a flash
Yeah, man will get there in a flash
'Cause I want my money and I want my
Yeah, I want my money and I want my cash
Pulled up and I nearly crashed
Couple of the man, them got whiplash
Sorry 'bout that, I'm angry and gas
Sorry 'bout that, I'm angry and gas
Got my mash from under the dash
'Cause them men are talkin' trash
We'll see about that, we'll see about that
'Cause now I'm outside the yard and that
I'm here, blood
[Verse 8]
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate? (What?)
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate?
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
It's that, mate, I will come to your yard, to your flat, mate
Lick down you and your flatmate
Can't get away 'cause your tires flat, mate (Yeah)
I done it, what you gonna do about, yeah
I done it, what you gonna do about that, mate?
Who was you sayin' that you're gonna jack, mate?
Naw, I don't know about that, mate
Written by: Darren Dixon
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