Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Short & Sweet, artist - Hardy Caprio.
Date of issue: 22.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Short & Sweet |
Money isn’t everything, you know I wanna have a conversation |
If money isn’t everything then why you wanna have a conversation? |
It’s a liberty, all them nights out doing libertine, oh yeah |
I know you got problems, gyal, we all got problems |
She came 'round, French plaits, bonjour (Hello) |
Hair done, makeup contour (Mwah) |
Tom Ford, made her want more ('eah) |
But she’s too bait, lost cause (Bye) |
Can’t settle down till I see an elite (Why?) |
Body makes scenes like Aaliyah Hadid |
Foot rub woman and she Vietnamese |
I like her but I’m not putting P in, capiche |
Can’t fly out with the gang cause half of these man on probation |
Wanna' be millionaires but my niggas ain’t got no patience (Come on, darg) |
My Akh got strap in the car but he still wouldn’t eat no bacon |
What can I say? |
It’s amazing |
Cut his girl off to go Afronation (Sorry) |
No snaps allowed, man already told 'em no snaps allowed |
You know what’s better than a sports car? |
Two tings, backseat in a sports bra |
Go back to south, yeah I brought drink an' Mo' brang the loud |
Then we headed out on another mission |
Dark girl and a light girl, fuck colourism |
Yeah I be around goons |
Up in the ends, it’s true |
You know a lot of man hate man |
But I’ll never be a wasteman |
Yeah I be around goons (Yeah I be around goons) |
Up in the ends it’s true (Up in the ends, it’s true) |
You know a lot of man hate man |
Too bad, cah I’ll never be a wasteman (Yeah) |
Phoned up T: (Rrr, rrr) |
«I'm outside your house» (Wha'g'wan) |
Got the word from two o' these tings that they wanna' come south |
Told her «Take the tram» (Croydon) |
«I'll be there when you shout» (Shout me) |
Anyway, back to the matter at hand, (What's good?) |
My darg, I’m down if you’re down |
One more beep from that car again |
Me and my nigga won’t make it to our event |
I’m childish, beef makes me nostalgic |
And I don’t mind getting blood on this outfit |
See the girl I just shouted? |
(Wha'?) |
She tryna' be an accountant (Ayy) |
It’s mad cause I could’ve been an accountant |
Left uni, first month I made thousands |
I think we’re mentally scarred |
It’s so we pretend that we aren’t |
I know we got problems, gyal, we all got problems |
Them man say they’re gangsters, bad boys |
They ain’t never seen a hand toy, oh gosh |
I know we all got problems, gyal we all got problems |
(Hardy Cap'!) |
Yeah I be around goons |
Up in the ends, it’s true |
You know a lot of man hate man |
But I’ll never be a wasteman (Hah ha) |
Yeah I be around goons |
Up in the ends it’s true (Trust me) |
You know a lot of man hate man |
Too bad, cah I’ll never be a wasteman |