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td - hollywood (beat by senseiii prod.) lyrics

sensei that’s cold

[chorus]
ok i can’t do vocals but guess what
i still drop keys when i’m bored
not the desktop let’s not lie
i’m the guy to make your bedrock
them lot lie
let me fly off his head top +bow+
cleanest step that’s italian boogz
hoods up when we step in +shhh+
t1 with the bag that he made off of goods
good, life like it’s hollywood

[verse 1]
ta kinda active so he got the pad
like “elz, fam, we gotta make a track”
mad now the vibes all bang, gang
feeling all flames call fireman sam
got bros that are stuck up in the can
but dem man soon fresh home
if it comes to blows will you back your bro
no? guess it’s just us who roll
you know my trim comes sharp like romzy
young boss made my way out of [?]
sorry, did he say that he’s on me, mock me
your girl still come to the block b
and my stack came looking like a brick, sh+t
say yo to my fam in brixton
wanna take the whole crew out of the eu
something like brexit
hi, my name’s td
don’t wear gucci belts around me
cah that’s basic, i ain’t basic
i took train trips…
and the same trips for my p
elz have to tell your b
if your boo hung around ta
she won’t phone home like et

[verse 2]
hi, h+llo sweet one what’s good
see these kicks, they’re italian boogz
buckle on the belt weighs kilo jugg
no gg here i ain’t basic look
it’s a basic look and my name’s td
so please no gucci belts around me
just squeeze, aim the target and release
ain’t been made to run since school pe
at school told me i was born naughty
i know mens in harrods ?
cause i’ve been there enough
spent racks and bucks
now gyal wanna cup
i don’t know about love
like romzy, and my trim comes sharp
laugh? your man wanna be like us
don’t talk on my name
get a blast from the past
first place not last
bro played that pass
i call that assist don’t talk too rich
i know you don’t wanna get double chinned
like a man in his fifties double chin!
big man of course but i’m still a kid
so watch this sp+ce don’t sleep on the kid
but galdem you can come sleep with the kid
i’m a man on a mish do mish n’ mash
no bands off trap i want bands off rap

- td lyrics

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