| Day in the life
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| Let’s see if you really trap
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| Turn off the autotune
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| Let’s hear how you really rap
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| Haha, send a location
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| Come burn a boy if you’re bad, let’s see
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| Your dad left home from young
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| And you ain’t done shit for your mum, ah man, ah man
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| How are you relying on man like gyal?
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| You’re mad, you mas’a mad
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| You ain’t never sat in the trap with a pack
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| Hear the doorbell ring and your heartbeat lag
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| Can’t keep track, been in the trap
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| It’s hard, I can’t keep up (I can’t keep up)
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| Selling them party drugs
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| I’m the one that got the party turnt
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| Everyone say they T (They T)
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| Fascinated by the trap
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| I might put the bando on Airbnb (B)
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| Leave me a good review, next time you come
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| Get some, get one for free (Who's that?)
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| Who’s that with the hair on fleek?
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| She made me beep my horn, it’s peak
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| I try stay low in the Jeep, low-key (Discrete)
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| The feds ain’t dumb, they know wagwan
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| But the young G’s too naive
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| Little bro got nicked two times this week
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| Freedom’s priceless, not cheap
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| Fuck you, pay me
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| Got a booking fee plus VAT (VAT)
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| R.I.P. |
| A1, it’s sad that he didn’t see eighteen
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| Day in the life
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| Let’s see if you really trap
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| Turn off the autotune
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| Let’s hear how you really rap
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| Haha, send a location
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| Come burn a boy if you’re bad, let’s see
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| Your dad left home from young
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| And you ain’t done shit for your mum, ah man, ah man
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| How are you relying on man like gyal?
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| You’re mad, you mas’a mad
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| You ain’t never sat in the trap with a pack
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| Hear the doorbell ring and your heartbeat lag
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| Can’t keep track, been in the trap
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| It’s hard, I can’t keep up (I can’t keep up)
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| Selling them party drugs
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| I’m the one that got the party turnt
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| Bro said I’m going all dumb
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| I won’t leave that trap alone
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| Come like I’m young in love
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| Got a toxic relationship with Stacey, but she won’t cut me off
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| Can’t be breaking even no more, brodie, I must see prof'
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| Came to the bando healthy, left with a dusty cough
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| Loving the goldest rose like the England rugby top
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| These bitches lie, relationship advice, don’t trust these thots
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| Everyone talk gun 'pon beat, but in their real life, no gun beat off
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| Keep the convo brief, say no more, my G
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| Don’t you know that talk is cheap?
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| Like my gyaldem short and sweet
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| What ya mean can you sit on my face? |
| She listen to too much DBE
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| Everyone got PTSD, how come everyone now sip on lean?
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| Don’t you know that I grind two fours? |
| I’m on two-fours like Christmas Eve
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| Bro, why you act surprise? |
| I told you dis and you didn’t believe
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| Can deal with the trap being dirty, can’t deal with the dirty D’s
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| If the yard I’m in gets spun, I won’t come home 'til I’m thirty-three
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| Day in the life
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| Let’s see if you really trap
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| Turn off the autotune
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| Let’s hear how you really rap
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| Haha, send a location
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| Come burn a boy if you’re bad, let’s see
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| Your dad left home from young
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| And you ain’t done shit for your mum, ah man, ah man
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| How are you relying on man like gyal?
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| You’re mad, you mas’a mad
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| You ain’t never sat in the trap with a pack
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| Hear the doorbell ring and your heartbeat lag
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| Can’t keep track, been in the trap
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| It’s hard, I can’t keep up (I can’t keep up)
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| Selling them party drugs
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| I’m the one that got the party turnt
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| You ain’t never sat in the trap with a pack
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| Hear the doorbell ring and your heartbeat lag
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| (You ain’t never sat in the trap with a pack
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| Hear the doorbell ring and your heartbeat lag), Frosty |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Day in the Life , by - Central Cee. Song from the album Wild West, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп