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the manor – dalai bread كلمات اغاني

[intro/skit: jonny dutch]
i’m in a good little mood
kick back while i’m playing my tunes
i’ll be in my bed ’til noon
shout out to my sat-rday crew
i’m easy on a calm one
you wanna get smashed get in the lagers
‘cos monday always comes too soon
so shout out to my sat-rday crew
h-rn blares
aright, f-ck me
f-cking h-ll what’s the matter with ya?
what’s the matter with ya?
what you sayin’ bruv what?
eh?
what you sayin’ bruv what?
what are you gonna do jump out the car f-cking over a zebra crossing?
what’s wrong with you?
what the f-ck’s wrong with you?
you lot jumped out the car on a zebra crossing?
car speeds off
are you stu-?

[verse 1: jonny dutch]
yo, yo sweeter than five pound fry up on a post-rave day
eggs sunny side up brown sauce
then i told the boss man safe, got a ten note change
bought snout and a drink for the walk
on my way back to my yard, see my cousin in his car
told me everything’s bless with my aunt
was gonna check trev for a trim, but when i walked in
he said the wait was an hour and a half
yo i get a call from dean said he’s flying past mine
and he want’s a game of fif’ if i’ve got a bit of time
money up first on a straight best of five
if you’re gonna pick united then i’ll be bayern
pre-lash starts any time past noon, by nine
i was lost in my own front room
i’m out by ten mr. brandy and a blem
and i only act right if you play the right tune

[chorus: jonny dutch]
i’m in a good little mood
kick back while i’m playing my tunes
i’ll be in my bed ’til noon
shout out to my sat-rday crew
i’m easy on a calm one
you wanna get smashed get in the lagers
‘cos monday always comes too soon
so shout out to my sat-rday crew

[verse 2: danny graft]
it’s ten-oh-eight straight sittin’ in yard geeze
tenner in my pocket not a richard or car key
on my bedsheet i’ve even laid out my khakis
‘cos i wore my one jean every day last week
last roll up, hope a tart shows up
but i ain’t expec’in’ ’em ‘cos everyone’s in beckenham
i’m my own reppin’ em until the team blows up
and everyone knows us from cardiff to kennington(we’re about)
ah sh-t now the dogs on my clothes
but it don’t matter all my bros in napa
bet the hoes get battered like hatton pacquiao
and i’m so p-ssed i couldn’t go (f-ck sake)
little tipple downstairs sh-t that’s my old dears
don’t dare have a sip get clipped round the ear
get kicked in my house or kicked out my house
then no doubt give my ex a quick shout (h-llo jess)

[verse 3: scotty stacks]
head feelin’ like i went the distance with mosley
still i find my bed at eight o’clock yer you know me
send the mrs. downstair for a cuppa rosie lee
check my phone and i smash a little pony
i’m audacious i’ve never been lowkey
limited edition stoney and my rollie
holla at my [?] for the reddies that he owes me
bossy the money in my wallets never lonely
summer coming so i better hit gym
got a busy day ahead of me so just a quick ting
cash-in my acc-mulator yer i’m quids in
and i leaving the bookies ’tili’ve had a little spin
three bills down and it ain’t even midday
so i’m lookin’ at my berry tryna mash a quick change
get a picture of some pills hope i sell a set of wheels
‘cos i never pay my bills off the free mixtapes

- the manor

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