CABRA DRIVE (Explicit)

CABRA DRIVE (Explicit) - Kojaque

Lyrics by：Kevin Smith/Sam Knowles/Clifton Curtis/Maurice Young

Composed by：Kevin Smith

Produced by：Kojaque/Karma Kid

'Chuckle Brothers what did you say that

Shut up

You know the Chuckle Brothers

Awww mate you're taking me back to my childhood-'

Days like this would have you thinkin' bout them fellas in the past

Used to **** up the estate send me runnin' to my Ma

I was that big mouth youngfla never had a plan

Gave me something to escape guess I have them boys to thank

You could catch me on the corner keepy-uppies with the lads

Biking down the cul-de-sac tryna take off both my hands

Fistycuffin' stop at nothing just to be the ******* man

Only way we could relate guess you had to grow up fast

Eyeing up the local cutie tryna get into her pants

Too afraid to drop my own man I know she's gonna laugh

Guess a lot has ******* changed look at where the **** I am

Every summer was forever but that **** didn't ever last

We were

Growin' too fast

Doing anything just to not be in your Ma's

Throwing pebbles off the windows of the gaffs

Knockin' for the lads

Never ran from nothing but a badge

We were

Growin' too fast

Doing anything just to not be in your Ma's

Throwing pebbles off the windows of the gaffs

Knockin' for the lads

Never ran from nothing but a badge

Where you at

Karma

I think we been too nice

Switch it up

Wait a minute wait a minute

Took the boy out of the city put the city on the map

Yeah I been around the globe took it home and fed the fam

Coulda died a couple times but I'll never be my Da

Nah I'm never satisfied till the world is in my hands

Used to hate the whole estate windows always gettin' smashed

Crimbo presents gettin' knicked gettin' ****** into a van

Heard your Da's in a box askin' when he's coming back

Then your Ma'd break the news and ya wish ya hadn't asked

It'd be

Hard not to get hardened

Juice from the carton

Blood on the footpath

Another one startin'

Lads on horseback

Modern day Spartans

Soldiers in Trojans

And stains on the carpet

Uh too fast

Doing anything just to not be in your Ma's

Throwin' pebbles off the windows of the gaffs

Knockin' for the lads

Never ran from nothing but a badge

We were

Growin' too fast

Doing anything just to not be in your Ma's

Throwin' pebbles off the windows of the gaffs

Knockin' for the lads

Never ran from nothing but a badge

Enough said like yop

Enough said like yop

Enough said like yop

'So you're honestly from Dublin'

'Yeah'

'Do you live here or are you just here on holiday'