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calvin davey – #pinksocks lyrics

(verse 1)

i do give a f-ck about what you say
they ask « who is up? »
my eyes are open but i stay laying
‘cuz i’m waiting for the moment to pop
not just hip hop: rock stages to the top
outrageous street knocks dropped by the favorite with pink socks: heads bopped by the haters
who’s this?
calvin davey
could make a song like this enjoyed by ladies
paul godson
how to stop weed if we all got some?
soon the electro sh-t
you can’t take it ‘cuz i don’t let go sh-t
you ride the lambo quick
‘cuz you’re so rich no b-tch me i be on my metro sh-t
hyb q, skence, high five that’s the squad and i didn’t change since
iq bent ‘cuz at this rap sh-t i always been sitting on the bench
we in paris, that’s the city
never embarr-ssed nah, i know they f-ck with me

(hook 1)

for the riders that be grindin’, raising climate with the smoke
never hiding, who don’t mind ’em, who be signing what they do
for the ignant little listeners that just care about the flow
for the victims of the system at a moshpit on the floor

(verse 2)

wasted
still waiting for the waitress
they say i’m amazing, so why am i stuck for days in this maze then?
i got nothing to brag about
i’m never without a doubt
b-tch read the manual on my schedule no time’s allowed
i only got ten euros in my pocket
ain’t got doe but i drop it
beers are cold i can’t stop it
credit for my credit
and i know i can’t cop it
give me mo’ boxes of chocolate
don’t say no to my partners
ready to regret it
yeah
man why you f-cks rapping like this?
sounds like you taking a sh-t
so i just had to make a diss
i be like f-ck that flow, disturbs me
f-ck that c-ke, just burn weed
i never show mystery
my circle of smokers : this turns me on
never say bye to my injuries
always stay by my tedencies
benjies when they came by two, i knew that was the remedy

(hook 2)

i don’t make ’em so i’m taking what’s been laying on the floor
need a label, so juste share this or please rate this so it blows
hot like satan, fly like angels, no arrangements what it do?
that american talking french sh-t: calvin davey / faul dupaure

- calvin davey lyrics

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