paroles de chanson Gentleman - SL
He
said
that's
ammi
That
is
ammi,
but
my
amnes'
way
more
potent
I
wanna
fly
away
for
a
moment
I
wanna
say
I
dropped
four
bricks
in
the
ocean
Kit-Kats
forever
phoning
They
take
a
toke,
and
start
zoning
They
look
at
me,
eyes
Chinese
And
say,
"Bring
me
in
on
your
potion"
Like,
I
was
in
demon
bits
With
some
demon
shanks,
billing
demon
spliffs
And
I
was
with
a
demon
bitch
Doing
demon
shit
on
a
demon
dip
Like
manna
move
evil
wit'
it
Throw
a
pack
over
there,
I
wouldn't
leave
it
with
him
(I
wouldn't)
I'm
tryna
be
peaceful
with
it
Got
a
couple
problems,
but
I'm
dealing
with
it
Mum
said
I've
lost
the
plot,
at
least
I
never
lost
my
crop
Last
chick,
she
pissed
me
off,
yeah
she
love
bitch
a
lot
But
she
does
the
job,
I
bruk
it
out
then
send
it
off
I
don't
trust
a
lot,
there's
more
than
what
they're
letting
on
Nuff
times
I've
had
the
cops
force
me
to
park
it
off
Nuff
times
I've
seen
a
don,
I
do
my
dirt
and
laugh
it
off
Half
hearted
dons,
finish
what
you
started
off
Hella
chitter-chatter
when
I
back
it,
you'll
be
darting
off
(cut
it)
Mum
said,
"Back
by
10:00,
there's
somewhere
we
need
to
go"
(need
to
go)
It's
9:30
and
I'm
on
the
m-way,
I
doubt
I'ma
make
it
home
(pissed)
Oh
no,
here
we
go,
but
I'm
busy
bagging
my
cro
Gotta
go
to
my
drum,
but
I
got
buds
So
let
me
just
have
a
quick
smoke
(quick
smoke)
Manna
need
a
bitch
in
my
bedsheets
Fling
her
the
twi,
tell
her
build
something
hefty
Dead
front,
but
the
back
clean
deadly
But
don't
watch
that
a
nigga
still
done
plenty
I
knew
this
goon,
way
before
you
Now
I
hear
this
yute
wan'
get
me
Asked
bro,
"Should
I
do
what
I
do?"
He
said,
"Roll
thru",
bro
shoulda
never
let
me
I
tell
a
bitch,
"Be
gentle"
I'm
tryna
get
the
Willy
Wonka
Special
I
know
I
ain't
no
gentleman
Pull
up
crash,
and
I'm
wetting
'em
Dip,
splash
when
I'm
getting
'em
I'm
Valley
Bopping
with
elegance
Ching,
chang,
I'm
a
veteran
Your
bitch
bad?
That's
irrelevant
Like
hello,
you
can
call
me
S
You've
probably
heard
of
me
I
got
the
pengest
peng
on
the
ends
I
probably
slang
it
out
to
your
friends
I
put
in
mad
work
for
that
bread
Even
civilians
nearly
got
kweffed
Weren't
tryna
break
chip
off
the
rassclart
blem
Stepped
in
with
the
fluffiest
food
Your
nigga
came
in
with
his
pack
on
mute
(quiet)
Tell
him
put
your
hands
in
the
air
Put
your
packs
in
the
air,
let
me
rob
that
food
(let
me
take
it)
Fresh
home,
I
warned
my
goon
'Bout
time
man
do
up
a
few
good
moves
And
you
don't
even
know
that
yute
Don't
watch
that,
me
and
him
soon
hit
booth
Custard
darling
just
passed
it,
asked
bro
how
could
he
be
so
foolish
But
the
money
keep
calling
You
got
a
bag
of
Kwengs
but
your
stack's
appalling
No
love
for
an
informant,
I
still
swim
deep
in
the
opp
boy
waters
No
love
for
an
informant,
I
still
swim
deep
in
the
opp
boy
waters
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