
#dmd pablito feat. pz2thrill - southeast lyrics
chorus (pablito):
to the south east side, this is where i reside, that’s 13 miles from the london eye
i be postin» a beat, i’m waitin», wavin», wanna see your b’s up high
f+ck, i’m a real bad boy from london, well that’s just
standby high, and now they’re askin» what’s you look like
first thing they say is, got one eye
couplet 1 (pablito):
yo, yo, it’s pablito, best talk to me nice or you will get smoked
go, no, best back your bow, now one got emmed on, one got poked
go, go, that’s web, let’s go, that’s two man up on the feet of a load
f+ck, no, i’ve stained my clothes, p+ss, burn up that track in cold
p+ss, burn up that track in cold, sit back that brickie, man, i’m finna dash that
stupid potato, head to thе back of the ting and i f+cking mash that
that’s two man up on the three double o, just itching to turn man hashtag
so brobo, hop in thе hatchback, twist them keys, i push that pedal
see my bro ain’t got no license, but he drives that sebastian vettel
that’s four man up on the three double o’s, two dust bags filled with metal
see one of my bros is mental, i tell him keep it chill but it’s not like mental
see one of my bros is mental, i tell him keep it chill but it’s not like mental
chorus (pablito):
to the south east side, this is where i reside, that’s 13 miles from the london eye
i be postin» a beat, i’m waitin», wavin», wanna see your b’s up high
f+ck, i’m a real bad boy from london, well that’s just. standby high, and now they’re askin» what’s you look like
first thing they say is, got one eye
coupler 2 (pz2thrill):
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in a flash, you can do the trifecta
my starship stops, start foot down, straight
lift off. ain’t big, i don’t wanna be the prisoner serving the peace, tryna chop dividends
but the jeans and the trenches, irrelevant heaven sent from the scratch, no inheritance
the men are faking, we’re really not faking
the men are broke, and we’re really money making. there’s only one piece, like a charity box sold, sold from abroad
i’ve got the kelly’s, that’s the cream of the crop
people think i’m that bad, you get sent to the shops
don’t make me, put an end to the truth
can’t really put a sk+nk to your force
swing my blade, yeah, we entered the war ching a man down, till they fade away
i guess that i peaced through phantom turned on a ped, no tandem
from the bottom, worked hard, man this sh+t went random
get a man down, tryna send him to heaven. i’m really just tryna be better
for my cheese, i’ll flip that burrito, yeah
don’t wanna pay my bill
they say yo to my dogs like cheddar
stuck in the t’s, man, i’m tryna get a burger
i’m flexin on the door so my mom won’t steal
end (pablito):
from the south+east side, this wild west side
that’s 30 miles from the london eye
i be posting your beats, y’all waiting, waving
wanna see your beats up high
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