no manners - dc (uk) lyrics
i make a move and then they hit me on the telephone
they keep on hitting me like “richy man you better blow”
she said i’m never home, i had to let her go
now was it love or was it l*st i guess we’ll never know
even if my heart breaks i pray i’m never broke
so if ain’t about the p i never get involved
i need it by the decimals
she called me cheeky, tell her meet me at the genitals
girl you know i’m terrible
got no manners, still diy no hood, they hold hammers
they don’t wanna see me blow
they wanna see me with dope slangers
i pree that it don’t balance
knight king how you gonna see me wi no dragons
rollin’ with a canon that’s a camera to shoot
gettin’ colder man i’m gonna need a canada goose
she put my hand up on her *rs*, my other hand on a zoot
if i told you ’bout your girl you’d never handle the truth
he’s like “yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
“yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
wanna be spiteful
maybe i don’t like you, maybe i don’t like them
maybe i don’t try to
never forced a thing and i can put that on the bible
i ain’t watchin’ them i use my mirror as my rival
roses on arrival, glasses of the champagne
let me get that oil out, somat for the back pain
yeah they claim they always keep it real but then they act strange
presidential flow i’m like obama wi the campaign
she said she’s ready, get the grinder then i get the henny
i got a flash and now you’re sufferin’ from epilepsy
she says you really gotta smack it boy it’s necessary
won’t say a word you know i take it to the cemetery
or to the graveyard, silly wi the flavour
when i’m on the wave i’m on my silliest behaviour
always in my yard you only see me for the paper
but i’m still broke i never tip it to the waiter
he’s like “yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
“yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
she got it from the place, she heard that i been about
got it clappin’ on my lap every time that she throw it down
i see the way they lookin’ i dare ’em to make a sound
always talkin’ when i’m gone never say it when i’m around
know you thought this was a game, i ain’t playin’ about
say my name then i get in the booth and lay him down
mummy said “baby you gotta get to the money”
you’ll never be a man if you’re now makin’ a pound
he’s like “yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
“yo babe where you at?” i bet she won’t say
oh shame, cold game, ya know they’re all same
no grades, no a’s, f*ck results day
gold plaques, gold rings, i need a gold chain
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