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slickman party - 444 كلمات الأغنية

[verse: grim sickers & slickman party]
yeah, i’m deep in the squadron (ayy)
sickers, you don’t want no problems
ankle, ankle, hobble him (ayy)
316, that’s austin
shank on man ankle, lost skin
now look what chatting sh-t cost him
big man, yeah, yeah, i’m on a boss ting
man ah roll deep like squadron
time up, i’ll hold him hostage (ayy)
took him to the bridge, then flopped him (ayy)
i got that back, then lost it (ayy)
check over the cl-ss like ofsted (ayy)
gang turn up unannounced like ofsted
if you owe dough, you lost bread
man got the big dutty silencer
but, trust me, it’s not ted
nah, more like call of duty
lift man’s wig, skrrr off in the scooby
ten pound spins on the fruity (ayy)
dun a dance and leave with a groupie
yeah, man ah move like movie
i’m doing me, so don’t try do me
i’m the one, jet li movie
kweff, kick man down like bruce lee
nah, kweff, kick man like shaolin
man didn’t say one word when i round him
man was face-down, spread when they found him
soul in the air like falcon
tryna do stunts, not a pro like falcon
man ah get liff like the champ was around him
took [?]
lift up straight to the clouds and down like
i’ll manhandle him, then chokeslam (ayy)
i’ll turn the ting raoul moat, man (ayy)
and sickers don’t sniff no c-ke, man (ayy)
hottest day in a roadman coat, man
you’re not a serious man, you’re a joke man
i don’t know why you’re tryna provoke man
see you on the roads when you’re on your lones and
open your head with an unopened c-ke can
bottle him with the wray & neph (ayy)
hundred conks to your head (ayy)
put some work on his leg (ayy)
bodybag, then onto the next
yeah, man’s onto the next
man’ll take out youngers, olders and vets
come to your yard, start taking out pets
what’s next?
i’ll finish man with the chair and rope
man will kick off the chair and go
gasping for air like [?]
neck will spin like kylie minogue
if i don’t hang man, hang man’s bro
you don’t know showerman so don’t say sho
you should’ve paid my man what you owe
kweff and left on a [?]
pull the throttle back like chainsaw
the scram make a man go awol
clash grim? could end up fatal
sent to the sky with the angels
kweff, shot man like qs and eight-b-lls
animal don, no horse in stables
not many man can drill, unable
man like big knights at round tables
big mic man that run big dances
serious gash with breast and -rs-s
sprinkle mdma in gl-sses
so much fire on the tune, it’s arson
bun up the track something like arson
burn round tracks like jeremy clarkson
but i’m more like the stig
but i’m just a bit more faster and me love talking
luke skywalk him
tap him on the shoulder and floor him
body be failing organs
wicked man don’t do no talking
if it’s beef, it’s not no talking
man just sticking steak knife and fork in
or just lay wait man, early morning
bang, bang, 12 gauge corn him
have him on the floor crawling
try get away, i anchor, then pull him
chase him down, i’ll have the car stalling
left him dead for jesus’s calling
i ain’t prayed to jesus from morning
but i’m praying to jesus he caught him
i know, it does sound appalling
but i just clocked, it’s just dawning
line ’em up, then chalk him
soul will float around into orbit
tap to man out, you have to force forfeit
sickers the goat from morning
i had curry goat this morning
from this eighth or last night of mourning
man got kweffed down just ’cause he’s stalling
kweff on sight, must be my calling

- slickman party

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