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sleep at her house - trizz (uk) lyrics

[chorus]
ha, the police dog’s sh*t
he’s all in the house and he never found it
lisa said she had £10 change
but there’s £6.50 now that i count it
that car there looks dodgy as f*ck
don’t know what it is, just suttin about it
i thought peter’s feet did stink
but then i went craig’s and you shoulda smelled it
oi, they got bro*bro locked in the pen
all ’cause he shot then shot then shot them
reloaded and shot one again
i got a codeine cup so pass me the fen
undercover must think that he’s blending
dressеd like us, all rocking his berghaus
i couldn’t bring that to my crib
i asked that b*tch can it sleep at hеr house
and she said yes, yes, yes
oh my god, that’s why she’s the bestest

[verse]
i got caught on a stolen bike
i didn’t have time to wire electrics
my crackheads were having a fight
but i ain’t got time for a nitty domestics
i had crack in my nails
like one of them b*tches doing cosmetics
i had crack in my nails
like one of them slags that is sat in a salon
bro said that he’s got a whoosh with a shush
so if you ask me, that’s a very sick add*on
you wouldn’t put that b*tch there on your story
if you had a clue what we had that gyal on
the feds said that i better stay right there
but i still tried run and got hit with a baton
i heard there was food up in that crib
now i’m outside the house, tryna eat it
mask and gloves anytime that i peep it
straight over the wall like a free*kick
i’m sending hot texts out on a nokia
when i get time, i’ll delete it
jason said that his mum just died
and i’m feeling bad, shall i give him a free bit?
i’m buying cling film at bossman’s counter
i’m telling him, “yes, you can keep that change”
the cat’s saying that i need to come to the alley
i don’t wanna go, man, he’s moving strange
i’m buying cling film at bossman’s counter
i’m telling him, “yes, you can keep that change”
the cat’s saying that i need to come to the alley
i don’t wanna go, man, he’s moving strange
[chorus]
ha, the police dog’s sh*t
he’s all in the house and he never found it
lisa said she had £10 change
but there’s £6.50 now that i count it
that car there looks dodgy as f*ck
don’t know what it is, just suttin about it
i thought peter’s feet did stink
but then i went craig’s and you shoulda smelled it
oi, they got bro*bro locked in the pen
all ’cause he shot then shot then shot them
reloaded and shot one again
i got a codeine cup so pass me the fen
undercover must think that he’s blending
dressed like us, all rocking his berghaus
i couldn’t bring that to my crib
i asked that b*tch can it sleep at her house
and she said yes, yes, yes
oh my god, that’s why she’s the bestest

- trizz uk lyrics

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