Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Couple Killers , by - Meridian Dan. Release date: 18.02.2016
Song language: English
Couple Killers |
| Dan? |
| Hello? |
| Yes, Dan? |
| What’s happening? |
| What are you doing? |
| Oh, nothing I’m in the booth, I’m in the booth |
| What? |
| I’m in the booth, I’m in the booth |
| Cool, oh ok, call me back later then |
| I know a lot of shottas that have been shooting |
| I don’t wanna sing my song you sing |
| I boxed one guy from Tooting |
| Some gym guy that had been juicing |
| Drinking juice that’s called ginseng |
| You don’t know about that like many men |
| I’m a smart kid, do I look like a speng? |
| I roll with sick natural henny-men |
| Some natural guys that do bar-ups |
| Circuits, burpees and star-jumps |
| Old school gangster, real hard-nuts |
| You’ll never catch these men in Starbucks |
| My dons don’t know about decaf |
| These man just take off kneecaps |
| Rehabilitated psycho-dons |
| I don’t want to see none of them man relapse |
| Trust me, mandem are doing so well |
| Proud of how man are doing right now |
| Dem man are proud of me as well |
| They tell me that when they give me a bell |
| It’s all positive when they call my phone |
| I live my life in a positive zone |
| Who told you I served man a bone? |
| Seems these streets won’t leave me alone |
| Streets won’t leave me alone, my fam |
| Roll with a family, not with a gang |
| Just cool rudeboy, seckle and jam |
| Ten man roll in a Transit van |
| Ten man rolling around your bits |
| You don’t want to live your life like that |
| The way you talk, you sound like a rat |
| Listen up rudeboy, allow that chat |
| No, I don’t know no doctors |
| No, I don’t know no coppers |
| But I know a couple killers |
| And I know a lot of shottas |
| No, I don’t know no doctors |
| No, I don’t know no coppers |
| But I know a couple farrdas |
| So I know a lot of shottas |
| From day dot, I’ve been killing it dead |
| Who told you that I spoke to the fed? |
| When I wake up, I’ve got Ps on my mind |
| I don’t really talk if it’s not 'bout bread |
| Ask anyone about me, I’m a ledge |
| Mandem know about me in Sedge |
| I can tell when a guy’s on steds |
| If I go gym for a month, I’m wedge |
| Just wait til my album drops |
| Run, quick, go grab back from the shops |
| When I wake up, I’ve got Ps on my mind |
| Ain’t got time to be matching socks |
| I don’t have to time to be doing all that |
| Can I really make this P and cotch? |
| When I wake up I’ve got Ps on my mind |
| 36 big Zs in a box |
| 36 big Zs in a box |
| If you want to learn this ting, then watch |
| You think my life’s Top of the Pops? |
| Never let a man try steal my shots |
| Can’t let a man try steal my ting |
| She’s sober, but she ain’t got a ring |
| But she knows that I do this ting |
| That’s why she treats me like a king |
| At night-time she calls me a champ |
| Them times, man just turn off the lamp |
| Now my girl can’t call me a tramp |
| She knows I’ve got Ps in the bank |
| Ps in the bank, there’s Ps in the bank |
| How did I get Ps in the bank? |
| I don’t wanna chase no-one with a shank |
| Don’t ask me about Ps in the bank |
| No, I don’t know no doctors |
| No, I don’t know no coppers |
| But I know a couple killers |
| And I know a lot of shottas |
| No, I don’t know no doctors |
| No, I don’t know no coppers |
| But I know a couple farrdas |
| So I know a lot of shottas |