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dee7 – phoney lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s like i’ve got bro’s back and i know he’s got mine
don’t watch ps cuh we’re doing just fine
not a linesman but i’m running that line
something like a wing back, i’ve been running for time
tryna break bread with my cuzzy inside
felt p-ssed when they hit cuzzy with five
summertime soon come, now there’s p-ssed guys
soon see the team winning, now they wanna switch sides, sides
oh, they wanna switch sides
that move there real fake like a dive
say you go in but you don’t, you skive
and you say you’re out here but you’re not, you hide
screaming out four door trucks, you don’t ride
might as well scream two foot, you don’t drive
i do four wheels on my two foot
you don’t, you just act for the gyal dem online

[hook]
you better find out
who the phoneys and your friends are
i’ve seen some man
do a f-ckery in a friend’s yard
don’t get it twisted
there’s a snake in every gender
i’ve seen some real life gs
turn pretender
you better find out
who the phoneys and your friends are
i’ve seen some man
do a f-ckery in a friend’s yard
don’t get it twisted
there’s a snake in every gender
i’ve seen some real life gs
turn pretender

[verse 2]
but i swear it’s fine
soon come, team take all of the shine
told gyal i ain’t inna wine and dine
right now, i see that gyal at whining time
bare fish in the sea but no bait in mine
i need a girl that’s one-of-a-kind
lightskin with a big back, that’s my kind
big braids, small feet, yeah, that’s my kind
of gyal, draw the gyal
get the gyal, like saint p said, beat the gyal
don’t get it twisted, i don’t eat the gyal
she could never tek a g for some eediat mout, i
drew the gyal, got the gyal
like siddy done said, i then beat the gyal
won’t ever keep things with no neeky gyal
tell her come round my things, i’m no needy mout

[verse 3]
i be in the block [?] called lardy
maggy on deck, we don’t drink the bacardí
tns on, ready to do road or a party
i don’t need shoes when i wear clarts, dargy
black rain mac for a storm, act calmly
one ting really’s tryna wine up on me
tell a cb i’ll do a deal like rami
let me get your best friend and you move from me
move from me, don’t inform me
watch your chat, don’t be an informer
my thick asian ting’s saucy like korma
feds keep asking the questions to get warmer
and warmer, and warmer
i ain’t tryna be in no hotbox corner
sweating with my hands on my head like a sauna
all cause of one dumb phony called lorna

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