Wretch 32 - Daily Duppy S:05 EP:22 #32Turns32 lyrics

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Wretch 32 - Daily Duppy S:05 EP:22 #32Turns32 lyrics

[Intro] (Daily Duppy 32 edition. Its my birthday, celebrate with me. Hang tight SOS on this though, Mikey and Mo. Words) I nearly broke my back trying to hold you up, I'm back trying to hold you up again We're running with the fact that it's only love, if that can be only love we're 'f'd Ranieri turned water into wine right in front of our eyes from the bench Now we've got him on the spot taking shots and no-one's allowed to run to his defence. Mad ting See I'm growing my hair, just trying to grow again Another top 5, just let me go again See I grow over life, but I ain't going yet But Eve's still trying to bite the apple out of my throat again And he still think that he's the man around my zones again And he don't see he's Peter Pan, he's out growing them And she sees him and gets ga**ed and that's petroleum And them two there light the match and that's the both of them And Tito probably wished that he was Mike when controlling them But Mike probably wishes he was alive and in the zone again R Kelly wished that he could fly and bring soul again All these ribbons in the sky, I'm taking note of them Coz' Stevie probably wished that he had sight and could hold the lens Make the revolution televised in the Odeon One time I was with Mercedes in my old BM I just had to take her for a ride just to roll again Ironic how I used to sell gear just to own a Benz Now them want me on the top gear just to show for them Funny how I'm like an older for my older friends Digging in my minds like a mine when I show them gems They think that to buss it up you have to own a skeng Sometimes you can buss it up with your own events It's winter now but I don't snuggle up with the hoes and them I'm just trying to flash, snap, dash then dispose of them Get away with murder like the cops that patrol the ends Trying to grow my money like my locks, keep it shoulder length I'm just trying to take it to the top till I'm over them Overseas having aubergines with the locals them Nowadays I'm coming hard hitting, that's a bonus then Hard written, I am Charles Dickens with a colder pen If selling out a whole tour means I've sold it then I'm in my element, I'm so solid, I am sodium Fans might want another verse but these rappers don't want another hearse, I wouldn't wish it on them either I'm this sick carrying these germs so I just might sanitize a verse now they're calling me a diva A writer ain't as talented on earth that can rock my nation with these words coz I might have to give him ether You're trying to be banging on your curb, I'm trying to be Pharrell hanging with them nerds, trying to channel through the speaker I've seen money come, I've seen money go You're turning up, I'm turning ghost Holy flow, you can feel the spirit through the words he wrote Trying to make a drink from a drink, that's a worthy toast Mastermind despite of what you think, I've been certi though But I don't move like a yout coz I'm 30 yo You can smell a 7 figure n***a when he wears cologne But sometime you've got to watch how you word it though I'm dealing with those people that don't speak to other n***as Tell Mr. Velvet there he might not sell another litre Having drink wars they're getting beaten by my liquor And to think we thought there might not be another Jigga I'm one song away from Immortal So even if I die, I might come back through the portal You know that you're a lord if you get god to record you So until you earn your stamp just address me as Corporal And that's why I took your girl to heaven and back, we didn't stay long The way she worked on me I may never quit my day job I was with a chick from LA in Lagos I love a flirtaholic, have her drinking until the taste's gone Old school, I used to let it bang from my tape don Bussin' shots through my neighbours wall, it was game on You can say the neighbours know my name, that's a Trey Song Dog eat dog world and I ain't talking dalmatians Woof woof, hush puppy shoes and my good looks School of hard knocks we graduated to a hoodlum And we didn't way when we ever heard 'boom boom' The real rise and fall and I ain't talking about no [?] d**h row still exists I know n***as that will die before they ever recoup that sh** Still we coup this whip You really want that notorious film? You best record like 2Pac did [Outro] (Daily Duppy. 32 edition. This is gonna be the last one. It's my birthday and sh**. I had to take this one from my brother Ghetts, it was yours but it's mine now. God bless. Love, life and prosperity)