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Dutchavelli – Surely Lyrics

Surely Lyrics – Dutchavelli

Brigade
Take your time, take your time
MKThePlug
Come on, Sapphire Beatsz
S Road bop to the marsh with B-eezy
Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

On an estate, see the boydem enter
Put the thing in the bin like Brenda (Yeah)
Don’t ask ’bout Jeezy B-eezy, that’s a violent member (Trust)
Thousand grams in the presser
One phone call, that’s goin’ up Leicester
Ever had a cat OD off a tester?
Can’t cope with all this pressure (Pressure)
Split in the middle (Yeah, trust)
Trust, and let a badman get in the centre
I ain’t got no strap in this ride
Can’t talk for my boy on the back of the Vespa
Circle the ends like the Royal Mail
Then it’s back to the lab like Dexter
Surely, surely
Left wrist, that’s more than forty
Free all my pagans, I wish they die
I love it when an opp gets fried like Morley’s
Go sleep with the baddest shorty
Cah I got a ghost like Power that haunts me (Yeah)
Neck, back and chest, I got countless ride out stories
It’s Dutch from the fifth
I’ll still slide through the 6 like Aubrey (Yeah)
I was in a cell lookin’ at life thinking that I should have done fraud with Courtney (Yeah)
Tell my ex “Delete my number” (Yeah)
I got a new ting, you can’t call me
I got Keisha, I got Becky
I got Henny, that’s an orgy (Yeah)
Five-hundred for the brand new shotty
Scales tryna take my money
18Hunna for the new rusty
I wish a man would try bump me (Trust)
Turn off that phone, it’s back to gliding
Turn on that phone, it’s back to country
I got love for my plug in O
Cah he trust me, but don’t trust me
I just got two in the arm, but I need me a hundred bricks like Bumpy (Yeah)
Somebody gon’ die when the guys dem S Road bop, don’t get too comfy (Bop)
Approach with caution, don’t you know bro let it go like the undies?
Pull up on them like “Yo, nobody move, it’s a robbery”

Take your time, take your time
Bad gyal, bend your back and then whine
Oh my God, look at that bumper
I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
S Row bop to the marsh with B-eezy, slap two out the .9
Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

Look, I don’t need no distractions (Nope)
Any time that I load this cannon
Still gotta get in that petrol bath
Last timem my skin had an allergic reaction (Pissed)
Has your gun ever jammed on a glide?
Pissed, so you stood there tapping
Has your Mum ever cried at night ’cause she heard that her son got nicked for a slapping?
Surely, surely
This music thing wasn’t for me
Let a man mention my name in a song
I’ll be back with the threes with shorty (Free Shorty)
I put in that work for the gang
Can’t call in sick when I’m poorly
I spill juice, with my toolie
Red wine like UB40 (Baow)
The place that I’m from in Clapton
Nothing but guns and stabbings
Feds ask questions, get no answers
“Officer, I don’t know what happened”

Take your time, take your time
Bad gyal, bend your back and then whine
Oh my God, look at that bumper
I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
S Row bop to the marsh with B-eezy, slap two out the .9
Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time
Take your time, take your time
Bad gyal, bend your back and then whine
Oh my God, look at that bumper
I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
S Row bop to the marsh with B-eezy, slap two out the .9
Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time