Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifestyle, artist - Pete & Bas.
Date of issue: 22.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lifestyle |
You don’t wanna war with this one |
PKJ kill a man with a garden gnome |
And when he get home |
The wife’s bumba gets blown |
Put PCP on a cigarette tip and I’m off my dome |
Just last week had a fight with a man on a bus and I broke his bones |
What a marvellous day, in the kitchen listening to Marvin Gaye |
What more can I say? |
I’m cooking up curds and whey |
Dish that down to the nits outside on morning break |
I’m gonna get paid |
None of them man spent time in the field like me |
I took my time and counted down the hours |
I took them packs and broke them down |
And now I’ve got bands locked down in th war chest |
Gorgeous gyally on PKJ |
Lifestyl |
They know my name, they don’t know my lifestyle |
You see these bands yeah? |
That’s lifestyle |
You know I’ve got bands locked down inside |
Jump out the car, they run, they hide |
You don’t wanna war with PK |
Didn’t wanna pay that cash he owed |
Now that man’s got a broken nose |
Now that man’s got broken legs |
Now that man’s got broken toes |
You don’t wanna war with Bas |
'Cause Big Bas spray up the gaff, no garden hose |
Dig up the garden grass and let the man decompose |
I ride round town in a Beemer |
Windows black so the feds can’t see my face |
Bin bags on the license plate |
Crash that car through the garden gate |
Chuck that cash on the counter |
Told her keep it, I don’t need that change |
Big Bas, PKJ |
I run a man down broad day |
None of them man spent time in the field like me |
I took my time and counted down the hours |
I took them packs and broke them down |
And now I’ve got bands locked down in the war chest |
Gorgeous gyally on PKJ |
Lifestyle |
They know my name, they don’t know my lifestyle |
You see these bands yeah? |
That’s lifestyle |
You know I’ve got bands locked down inside |
Jump out the car, they run, they hide |
You don’t wanna war with PK |
They don’t wanna war with Pete |
I’ll smash your mouth and I’ll take your teeth |
Don’t waste my time, I’ll rob your house and I’ll make it brief |
You can call the police |
It ain’t them, it’s me who runs these streets |
Got pigs like dogs on a leash |
And I know my dogs, I can name every breed |
Not an OAP |
I drop those O’s and I make that P |
I’ll be pedalling trees |
Timberland boots on me own two feet |
Been around that block |
Sweet as a nut from a Dairy chocolate bar |
Gear’s locked down in the back of the car |
I make bands and I don’t play the guitar |