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teks sinatra – dargy lyrics

[chorus]
ayy, look, dargy, your wife just rung up (brrt)
and if i go there and link her tonight
lord knows, i might wake your son up (wake your son up)
same trackie for time
i’ve been all on my grind from sun up to sun up (sun up to sun up)
and she was tryna front on the kid back then
told her, “wait till i come up” (wait till i come up)
now she can’t wait till i come up
ayy, look, dargy, your wife just rung up (brrt)
and if i go there and link her tonight
lord knows, i might wake your son up (wake your son up)
same trackie for time
i’ve been all on my grind from sun up to sun up (sun up to sun up)
and she was tryna front on the kid back then
told her, “wait till i come up”
now she can’t wait till i come up

[verse 1]
ayy, look dargy, your wife just belled
she just sent me them eyes as well
facetime, she look nice as h+ll
how the f+ck do you wife them girls?
in the whip, is it licensed?
well, h+ll no but i drive it well
i just hope that it don’t get searched
i’ll be p+ssed if them sirens yell
she asked me what i do for a living
tell a lie, look, i might as well
look darling, i play for united
it’s alright ’cause she lie as well
she just hope that them likes do well
bro buildin’ his clientele
he just asked me the price on a z
he don’t sniff, man, he buys and sells
and them boys couldn’t work my times (never)
and them girls couldn’t hurt my grind (never)
i ain’t asking for nudes out of pleasure
i gotta see if you’re worth my time
i gotta see if that body thick, body thick (ah)
i’m on the strip, the money flip (ah)
her boyfriend’s called, that’s politics
that one there’s a dodgy b+tch (ah)
i walk the streets in dodgy kicks
(and ten man preed the gang and copied this)
(my bredrin’s paranoid, he’s not convinced)
(so he still walk the streets with hollow tips)
(i swear on my life, i swear on my life)
she’s ringin’ my line, even ringin’ it twice
your girlfriend’s broken, dip it in rice
go on, dip it in twice
[chorus]
look, dargy, your wife just rung up (brrt)
and if i go there and link her tonight
lord knows, i might wake your son up (wake your son up)
same trackie for time
i’ve been all on my grind from sun up to sun up (sun up to sun up)
and she was tryna front on the kid back then
told her, “wait till i come up” (wait till i come up)
now she can’t wait till i come up

[verse 2]
i’m still gettin’ nudes off of snapchat
you still get moved for that backchat
i still gettin’ peng tings callin’
that don’t make sense ’cause i’m clapped akh
i still air loads ’cause i’m bored of them
i still go bagel with all of them
i still don’t want me no title darlin’
i still never entered the tournament
i’m still with [?] so call a friend
your boyfriend’s still rockin’ quarter lengths (hahahaha)
how the f+ck do you deal with them sorta men?
maggies and cherries, we’re sorter then
four of those and four of them
your bredrin’s cool? then call him in
more of those and more of them
i don’t ever stunt like i’m well off (ah)
dinnertime, make do with the kelloggs (ah)
man, i show ’em it’s a home+cooked meal
please, baby, just call me the jollof
i know your boyfriend’s a pr+ck and he fell off
he would be a ten but he turn off
and you know me, i can’t stick around
i just fly in then i jet off
get off, tell likkle man, “please step off”
[?]
and jones came in with the smoke
and mind the alarm ain’t set off
(i link her once, get press off)
(guess who’s ting i got head off)
(your gyaldem my yardie for her)
(she link me and go get tek off)
[chorus]
look, dargy, your wife just rung up (brrt)
and if i go there and link her tonight
lord knows, i might wake your son up (wake your son up)
same trackie for time
i’ve been all on my grind from sun up to sun up (sun up to sun up)
and she was tryna front on the kid back then
told her, “wait till i come up” (wait till i come up)
now she can’t wait till i come up

- teks sinatra lyrics

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