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Dave

Genres: Pop

Disaster Lyrics - Dave

She whinin' like a nice booshie 

Came on a Rambo ting 

Everything camouflaging 

 

Lookin' like a bulletproof vest, nah, 

That's just a body warmer 

Big man gossiping, there's nothin' worser 

Assure it, I'm a father for them man 

Bring something larger for them man 

Disaster, disaster for them man 

Them man, them man 

Them man there 

 

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Make a one trip there 

Just to make-a one ting clear 

Then fly out to Edinburgh 

I'm so fly I might just pump 

My cologne, need a zuubi to roll 

Left eye look through your soul 

I'm blinded by love while I'm winkin' at you 

I'm thinkin' out loud so you know 

I'm always thinkin' 'bout you 

Same time I don't think I'm too irrational 

 

Fuck beefin' with babies 

Catch a man raving 

We're taking your paper, 

You're yak and your ladies 

Fist fight, this bitch bites like it's rabies 

Drop from your baby, catch him there 

 

I'm standing here 

Bumped into Dave by the Santander 

You is in the same spot you was in last year 

Who said life ain't fair? 

I know man who live life in fear 

 

This time last year 

You on the same block standing there 

Smoking, gossiping, chatting bare 

Don't tell me that you ain't involved 

Them JME cah man don't care 

Man don't business, love no witness 

Hug no traitor, spud no snitches 

 

Man try live this, never 

Knew he had a clitoris 

Have a man for breakfast, 

Take about hitlist 

I bring the fire, you a liar 

And a backstabber 

I'm with the born chasers or 

I'm with the cash-grabbers 

I'm doin' mathematics, automatic, 

Never static 

And she don't know my real name, 

She thought I was Patrick 

Sit back and smoke a baseball bat 

You think this is the life, boy, it ain't all that 

I done some evil things 

That I wouldn't take back 

I keep it to myself 'cause people wanna chat 

 

Keep it to yourself, 

People wanna talk 

Flossin' in the gossip's 

How you end up in a war 

I've got nothing for a fed, 

Copper for your head 

And that's the definition 

Of a penny for your thoughts 

 

We just live and maintain 

We on the same streets but 

We don't play the same game 

You're the type to get caught 

And go and play the blame game 

You should be ashamed 

If I stick to my heart, 

I'll put my stick to your brain 

Let it rip for the pain then 

Put shit on my name 

'Til I grip and I aim 

 

Dip on a plane with a brand new name 

Mummy I got a flight to catch 

All for an internet gangster or cyber man 

Mike Myers man, a couple 

Triers tried to try a man 

My boys put stars in the 

Hood like I'm stryding man 

I know people wearin' 

Roleys doin' life in can 

Isn't that ironic that they 

Couldn't find the time to plan 

 

Still keep a faith in God, 

Still couldn't spare the rod 

Marcel, you know me, 

I came with the Blazin' Squad 

 

You better pray to God 

Whenever I'm in town 

Like a kid in a divorce, 

I'm leaving with your spouse 

I can't make a horse at 

The river open its mouth 

You ain't got the drive, that's 

Why you're in the drought 

Life's great, I'm in Sweden or Copenhagen 

Gettin' brain from a Dane 

Who's first name I can't pronounce 

 

She whinin' like a nice booshie 

Came on a Rambo ting 

Everything camouflaging 

Lookin' like a bulletproof vest, nah, 

That's just a body warmer 

Big man gossiping, there's nothin' worser 

Assure it, I'm a father for them man 

Bring something larger for them man 

Disaster, disaster for them man 

Them man, them man 

Them man there 

 

Make a one trip there 

Just to make-a one ting clear 

Then fly out to Edinburgh 

I'm so fly I might just pump 

My cologne, need a zuubi to roll 

Left eye look through your soul 

I'm blinded by love while I'm winkin' at you 

I'm thinkin' out loud so you 

Know I'm always thinkin' 'bout you 

Same time I don't think I'm too irrational 

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