Lyrics Playing For Keeps - Dave , D-Block Europe

Yeah
It's a luxury we have
Caviar: it's a luxury we have

Yeah
Hope they feel the same when we meet
And I know they don't want me to eat
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Gotta hit up the sauna or petrol or bleach
Three thousand for teeth
Loose twenty to spend on some beef
Before we ride out, we pray to the East
Tryna slide with the petrol on E

Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Playing for keeps

44 bells, you can't go to war with a stun gun
We all spilt blood for these cunch blocks, hella dumb-dumbs
When we lock and load, that's a night-night for mummy one son
I watched them niggas eat, couldn't get a bite, not even one crumb
Them niggas keep you 'round in the long run cah you beneficial
You can run your check on number twenty nine, I been official
When you catch a case or you go to jail, they'll never miss you
Broski, I love you like cooked food, swear on mummy, I'll never diss you

Yeah
Hope they feel the same when we meet
And I know that they don't want me to eat
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Gotta hit up the sauna or petrol or bleach
Three thousand for teeth
Loose twenty to spend on some beef
Before we ride out, we pray to the East
Tryna slide with the petrol on E

Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Playing for keeps

Look, top two in the South-side, then it must be us
Rambo in her handbag, then it must be love
Just 'cause you ain't one of them
That doesn't mean that you're one of us
Nah, fuck them and F you like they're my brother's son
It's nice to see you again, that's all I hear in Louis Vutton
You been fuckin' with lames for long
That's why don't know what to do with a boss
I'm in DSquared, that's Dan on deen, nuttin' to do with a mosque
I got suttin' for you and the opp
I'm playing for keeps, put two in your top

They say I changed 'cause I don't entertain the fake shit
Give my hitter the chance, what's in your arm? He's gonna take it
Conspiracy charge and you gotta take it
Gyal, I waited all night just to taste this
(Tell the truth fam)
Scars all over my body like I went to war with the devil himself
I have a nigga put one in your head, have your neighbours say "get him some help"
Hard to be focused and righteous when you feel like you're living in hell
Spot a brick on the scales, wish me well

Hope they feel the same when we meet
And I know that they don't want me to eat
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Gotta hit up the sono, petrol or bleach
Three thousand for teeth
Loose twenty to spend on some beef
Before we ride out, we pray to the East
Tryna slide with the petrol on E

Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
But tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Tonight we are playing for keeps
Yeah
Playing for keeps