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gappa – flying كلمات اغاني

man_a_man i catch bare long flights when it’s stuntin’ season
pack up my bag with passports, visas
rock up to airports mask on, scheming
can’t catch a case bro, that’s why it’s needed
i’ve got p money blasting through my headphones’ speakers
so hyped up if an officer asks me where am i going and when am i leaving
i’m so sp_ced out man he’s checking my bad and he asks me again i’m
like “what?”, it was too many bars i’m like “what?”
bro, you can’t tell me that it is £10.50, for chips and beef, bruv i’m so hungry like “what?”
please someone make this stop
like i need to start getting some guac, so i can get up on a private plane and sip champagne, while a peng ting tells me lots
but it’s stuntin’ season, we can’t b_tch out for bullsh_t reasons
we’re not all from the same location and there’s bare probations this season
but we’ve got more drugs than these dealers
man we’ve got no f_cks in our feelings
we’re chasing some gun_fingers and wheel_ups
not time for whiners
it’s time to meet up
it’s time to get mad, not time to leave yet
we’re counting the days till the time that we leave
yeah man i’ve got friends i see two times a year yet man are closer every time that i see them, what
yeah it’s stuntin’ season
i’ve got a week off including the weekend
i’ve got a mate who’s a suit and tied up guy, pushing papers 9_5 but tonight man he looks like a demon, he’s got h_rns and his nostrils are steaming, he’s gone deep, done 5_6 lines, downed 5_10 pints, now he thinks that the floors tryna eat him man just wait till i see him this evening
he’s the kinda guy that wants to f_cking smack up his boss and quit his job and i don’t need to give him a reason
what man?
it’s the holiday season
hooligan ravers and festival divas
we’re wearing these shades so the sun can’t see us but please make sure that i don’t lose these ones
please make sure that my girl won’t be round
fitty’s and nitty’s making my phone make this sound
i’m loving the feeling till i’m at home i come down
i reminisce and remember the times we had now
sleeping and breathing taking my time to calm down
give me a minute man i can feel my heart pound
i probably pushed it too far this time around
probably drank too much
probably screamed too loud
and the banks calling me i spent too many pounds
i’ve got work in the morning
forget work in the morning
too many managers and co_workers looking in my blood_shot eyes
and i can’t even f_cking lie for the past seven days i’ve been up all night like in some house getting f_cking hyped and right now man i don’t feel all right
i should quit this life for so many reasons
but you’ll see me again next stuntin’ season

- gappa

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