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dimzy - thierry henry lyrics

[intro]
(mktheplug)

[verse 1]
we don’t care if it’s cold and icy, we’ll step hot with the heat discreet (skrrt)
i’m chattin’ to bro on discord, he’s showin’ me how to do hot keys
the plug just hit my phone tellin’ me he’s flyin’ in bricks of weed
my white boy talks too hot, but the phones are mad so pull up on me (ayy)
still tryna make me a ticket
had a shotty in a cricket bag, they though i was playin’ cricket (live)
the 6 been rinsin’ clips (grrt), and we gave out snippets
6 a.m., sortin’ out business
made me a tea, cali got twisted
just got my dreads washed and twisted (washed and twisted)
i got bare miss calls and i’m phonin’ back like, sorry i missed it
tell me you shipped it
anythin’ opp we smoked or chinged it
give us a drop, we’ll pull up and clip it
67 still stand on business
only the 6, i ain’t really on mixin’ (gang)
you don’t wanna see a man in black, pop out and wipe your nose
i still get high to balance the low
i grind every day so my balance ain’t low
’cause i ‘member the days my balance was low
them days, i’ll consign bits from bro
them days, i’ll phone up bro for the hammer, now i got sticks and stones
[chorus]
gotta keep bine on me, the streets are cold, i keep fire on me (live)
i took her out for drinks, the tabs on me, but the fires on me (live)
please don’t ask these questions, are you tryna record me?
i got so much shooters, young and old, they score like thierry henry (grrah)

[verse 2]
i told her i miss her hair and skin, she might as well pull up on me
i keep me somethin’ that’s live, at your own risk if you pull up on me (baow)
and i gotta steady healthy cah the feds might pull up when i’m on feet (skrrt)
if you love me, tell me
would you let your handbag hold the machine?
where you tryna go? you can pick the cuisine, it’s all on me (yeah)
i’m really from the trenches, but for you, i’m gentle, b
that’s how it’s meant to be
i’m +++++ waps with me
pallets of pounds and crates, that’s on the way to me

[chorus]
gotta keep bine on me, the streets are cold, i keep fire on me (live)
i took her out for drinks, the tabs on me, but the fires on me (live)
please don’t ask these questions, are you tryna record me?
i got so much shooters, young and old, they score like thierry henry (baow)
gotta keep bine on me, the streets are cold, i keep fire on me (live)
i took her out for drinks, the tabs on me, but the fires on me (live)
please don’t ask these questions, are you tryna record me?
i got so much shooters, young and old, they score like thierry henry (baow)

- dimzy lyrics

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