Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Debonair, artist - Giggs. Album song Now Or Never, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NO BS
Song language: English
Debonair |
| Wild brudda, hatin' on a |
| Real nigga 'cause he sounds better |
| Big jacket through the foul weather |
| Yeah, Big Hollow and it’s now or never |
| But fuck it, rope for your necks |
| Smoke for your, smoke for your chefs |
| You’re just visitin', toast to your guests |
| I just gotta hope for the best |
| Livin', live a little |
| Got the stripper in the house, she wanna strip a little |
| Ain’t seen that batty in a while and I miss the jiggle |
| Mr Giggler, she call me Mr Giggles |
| Mr Giggles, we broke up |
| No hype, I kept it civil |
| Yah, she thinks she’s so smart |
| Ask a question, xpect a riddle |
| Fuck it, I’m out for the gold |
| Out with the new, stick with the old |
| These bitches, they say they love you |
| Onto the next one, they countlessly cold |
| Ha, mouth full of scold |
| 'Cause they burnt you, they’re out for your soul |
| On the naughty list |
| Christmas, a house full of coal |
| Ain’t takin' bets, except they’re bettin' |
| If I tell them kweff, I bet they get him |
| Real niggas respect the setup |
| Real niggas respect the settin' |
| Yeah, straight 'nother level |
| One bit of weakness then there’s another devil |
| Hollow’s on his street shit, but yet it’s nothing special |
| We used to bang it out, ain’t leavin' nothin' settled |
| They shouldn’t question me but they question |
| Companies invest in me, they’re investin' |
| Niggas want me feelin' like |
| This ain’t my destiny but I’m destined |
| Yeah, big bag of reddies |
| Got that big, big bag already |
| How you big and bad when I’m Hollow and I’m big, bad and heavy? |
| (Big, |
| bad and heavy) |
| Just let me breathe |
| My big heart upsets my sleeve |
| Yeah, so many dead rappers |
| Please, just let me grieve |
| My mind is deep, my heart is deeper |
| So I party, I’m the party keeper |
| And my greasy sis' used to hide my heater (Yeah that’s Casper on the beat) |
| But to my kids, that’s just aunty Keisha |
| Sit down and think |
| Light a zoobie up, get down a drink |
| So many fake niggas down the drain |
| Washed up, straight down the sink |
| Dirty, low down and stink |
| This my therapy, flow soundin' shrink |
| Gettin' money 'cause I was low down and skint |
| Might swag my jumper, throw down in pink (Yeah, that’s Casper on the beat) |
| Runnin' up the stairs, I’m already there |
| Check me out, feel it in the air and I’m Debonair |
| Haha, and I’m never scared |
| And I’ve never cared |
| Haha, yeah |
| Ahh |
| Big, bad and heavy |
| Any sound test me tonight, dem ah go bury |
| Watch this |