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Fumez The Engineer - Kizzy x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In Lyrics



Fumez The Engineer - Kizzy x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In Lyrics




[ Featuring Kizzy ]

I got so much weight on my shoulders
Would have fault I'm doing pub dead lifts
Remember times when I didn't have 10 pound
Now when I'm shopping my taste expensive
300 plants in a yard that's rented
I got tv"s on timers blended
My bond tight with the plug cemented
I need to to get Rich
That's the only objective
Ok ok
So many's nicking on basic
Not a day that they let me on free flow
No d cat no early
Free my bro's that are doing up birdies
I was yard doing pull ups early
When I should have been in east like Shirley
Badas she thick and curvy
New teeth ain't coming from turkey
I ain't Trina be on road at 30
I I i
Why you think I stack bands from dirty
I was all pop down on lock down
Eating fish and chips of servery
Bite mans ear like Tyson
Right hook coming still coming like fury
Need a yard by the shore like jordy
I said jordy jordy
Respect the ting
I was flat on my face and they used to ignore me
But still I get lit when I pull up with shauty
3 for 20 or 6 for 40
The block hot like saudi
What u no about bein the jail house
And Trina get out of your cell with laundry
This is entertainment purposes
So probation can't get on me
My left wrist glide like hockey
White boy mans cockney
Still your girl wan f*** and slop me
Heading for the top I been at the top
I been licking them shots since a Pinckney
Cash me in east like dixy
They wanna chat on the net but live in the flesh all doing 360

Still I'm on backroad lie gee
And I got the racks up on me
Star in the hood but I'm not e3
RM10 D A G
I'm on the front line no ddoublee
Man wanna cap and there calling police
I beg you don't lie on a beat
The word gets around on the street

I keep on tellling Beats I'm shelling them I do it again again
Keep on flippling em keep em tripling I do it again and again
They keep on chatting keep capping
They do it again and again
All of that rap caps shotting on snap chat I ain't no real life bad boy you ain't got a hand ting u ain't got a long one I swear them man cap when they rap boy
I was out on the backstreet jailhouse canteen then I put the ends in the map Yh
Mamba times when I didn't have p"s now I splash everyday and I still have a stack there
I been doing up centre doing up hattons stop for some food in Mayfair
I was doing up penton doing up Brixton
Now if it ain't 5star I don't stay there I got so I got so many yutes no daycare pause for the money if it's doe mans straight there
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I got so much weight on my shoulders
Would have fault I'm doing pub dead lifts
Remember times when I didn't have 10 pound
Now when I'm shopping my taste expensive
300 plants in a yard that's rented
I got tv"s on timers blended
My bond tight with the plug cemented
I need to to get Rich
That's the only objective
Ok ok
So many's nicking on basic
Not a day that they let me on free flow
No d cat no early
Free my bro's that are doing up birdies
I was yard doing pull ups early
When I should have been in east like Shirley
Badas she thick and curvy
New teeth ain't coming from turkey
I ain't Trina be on road at 30
I I i
Why you think I stack bands from dirty
I was all pop down on lock down
Eating fish and chips of servery
Bite mans ear like Tyson
Right hook coming still coming like fury
Need a yard by the shore like jordy
I said jordy jordy
Respect the ting
I was flat on my face and they used to ignore me
But still I get lit when I pull up with shauty
3 for 20 or 6 for 40
The block hot like saudi
What u no about bein the jail house
And Trina get out of your cell with laundry
This is entertainment purposes
So probation can't get on me
My left wrist glide like hockey
White boy mans cockney
Still your girl wan f*** and slop me
Heading for the top I been at the top
I been licking them shots since a Pinckney
Cash me in east like dixy
They wanna chat on the net but live in the flesh all doing 360

Still I'm on backroad lie gee
And I got the racks up on me
Star in the hood but I'm not e3
RM10 D A G
I'm on the front line no ddoublee
Man wanna cap and there calling police
I beg you don't lie on a beat
The word gets around on the street

I keep on tellling Beats I'm shelling them I do it again again
Keep on flippling em keep em tripling I do it again and again
They keep on chatting keep capping
They do it again and again
All of that rap caps shotting on snap chat I ain't no real life bad boy you ain't got a hand ting u ain't got a long one I swear them man cap when they rap boy
I was out on the backstreet jailhouse canteen then I put the ends in the map Yh
Mamba times when I didn't have p"s now I splash everyday and I still have a stack there
I been doing up centre doing up hattons stop for some food in Mayfair
I was doing up penton doing up Brixton
Now if it ain't 5star I don't stay there I got so I got so many yutes no daycare pause for the money if it's doe mans straight there
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Writer: SV On The Beat, Fumez The Engineer
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music




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