Tugg (Explicit)

作曲 : Terrel Doyley/Joshua Malinga

作词 : Terrel Doyley/Joshua Malinga

I'm a blacked out man, with a blacked out heart

Got a blacked out woosh, in a blacked out car

And it don't make sense, how we got this far

'Cause I lost some–

From the garms to the whip

That's, half of the drip

These jewels nearly cost me half of brick, babes

No need to lotion, just ask for the **** (Ask)

If some friends wanna come, they can party with it (Hm)

Babygirl, come with wine with a thug, ay, ay-yeah (T'ug)

I can tell you're in need of a ****, ay, ay-yeah

I'm a blacked out man, with a blacked out heart

Got a blacked out woosh, in a blacked out car

And it don't make sense, how we got this far

'Cause I lost some screws, and I firmed those scars

Now my shirts all ripped, or it got some stars

Now my heart's all cold, Haagen-Dazs

Now my worker's pissed cah it's moving fast

And I'm doing up tours, and he's working his arse

And he's working his arse

If he see the feds then he's speeding off fast

So hungry for the money that he don't even bath

The bally that you're rocking will never make you hard

Seen a few mad things now my memory's scarred

Fling corn like french fries, fling it out and kweff guys

Only trust my bros, can't put my trust in a next guy

Put your hands bro, activate, yeah, I must slide

Yeah, you're a dead guy

When the .44 slaps guys, **** get capsized

Swimming in a ocean, whooshed then baptised

They was on combat, giving out black eyes

We was in black cars, bu-boom, then bye-bye

Big back baboon, scatty like ra****

She was tryna link me, better hit the co****

Come out a butterfly, baby is that you?

I'm feeling her attitude, I ain't even mad at you

From the garms to the whip

That's, half of the drip

These jewels nearly cost me half of brick, babes

No need to lotion, just ask for the **** (Ask)

If some friends wanna come, they can party with it (Hm)

Babygirl, come with wine with a thug, ay, ay-yeah (T'ug)

I can tell you're in need of a ****, ay, ay-yeah

She wanna hang with a t'ug and take pictures

Baby, I just jeet, I ain't really into kisses

They hate the fact they watch me, they wish that they didn't

I just spoke to JaySlapIt and I miss him

Somewhere in the Midlands, bro's in the kitchen, whip, whip it

The cat said he's feelin' this one, it's delicous

Faith in my young bro, I know he ain't snitching

If your line don't bang, carry on, there's no quiting

If your line's moving slow, don't give up

Remember when I went through a burp, not a hiccup

Fam, I nearly caught me a bird from a stick-up

Summer, I had to burn through the packs like a sit-up, agh

Skeng, that's bro, we was on ten toes

Had a thousand hoes, Cowley Road

It was kick down doors, now I'm counting stones

Or we're in OT, burning loud at shows

From the garms to the whip

That's, half of the drip

These jewels nearly cost me half of brick, babes

No need to lotion, just ask for the **** (Ask)

If some friends wanna come, they can party with it (Hm)

Babygirl, come with wine with a thug, ay, ay-yeah (T'ug)

I can tell you're in need of a ****, ay, ay-yeah

I'm a blacked out man, with a blacked out heart

Got a blacked out woosh, in a blacked out car

Blacked out man, with a blacked out heart

Got a blacked out woosh, in a blacked out car