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Soirée Video (MV)




Performed By: Nutty P
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Anton Flanders




Nutty P - Soirée Lyrics




I don't own gold but my heart's full of the stuff
I'm tryna call the shots while these man are calling bluffs
Went from sleeping rough, to quickly sleeping plush
My girl's looking buff she makes your missus wanna blush

I'm not in a rush, just tryna live it up
El chapo in my zooga, RIP to uncle Rug
Never been a mug, more like a chalice cup
The kind of one that winners drink from when they're champions

Never been on road and I never been a thug
So I don't know when they say it they never was
Maybe tryna get a buzz from the fabrication
Jacking mans flows they need a wave of inspiration

Others say they're woke but that's just a statement
Not living what they wrote and acting like some pagons
Man I feel Jamaican from all of this blazing
Forever paper chasing it's got my heart racing

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée

Yeah my hearts as pure as this blow is
In the fast lane speeding on the road to goatness
My team turn up and grab the aux and get to gloating
My team burn up the dank in Raw's and get to floating

Never coming down like a lift that's out of order
Whipping up these hits like I shot 'em on the corner
Stack to secure a bright future for my daughter
All these rappers sound wet like my ear was full of water

Them man pretentious living beyond their means
Got another rental but what about your seed?
Got the new balenciaga's but your mother's low on p'z
God sent me to bring some realness to the scene

Even if I'm gettin mashed on whatever
Whether It would be some ketamine or hash
Still sound better than these breddas even when I'm f*cking frass
Feeling like I've leveled up cos every records been a smash
So we're laughing to the bank, facts

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée

Have a drink and take a toke
Let all your p'z go up
Dab that diz and sniff that snow
Yeah you know, how it goes

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
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I don't own gold but my heart's full of the stuff
I'm tryna call the shots while these man are calling bluffs
Went from sleeping rough, to quickly sleeping plush
My girl's looking buff she makes your missus wanna blush

I'm not in a rush, just tryna live it up
El chapo in my zooga, RIP to uncle Rug
Never been a mug, more like a chalice cup
The kind of one that winners drink from when they're champions

Never been on road and I never been a thug
So I don't know when they say it they never was
Maybe tryna get a buzz from the fabrication
Jacking mans flows they need a wave of inspiration

Others say they're woke but that's just a statement
Not living what they wrote and acting like some pagons
Man I feel Jamaican from all of this blazing
Forever paper chasing it's got my heart racing

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée

Yeah my hearts as pure as this blow is
In the fast lane speeding on the road to goatness
My team turn up and grab the aux and get to gloating
My team burn up the dank in Raw's and get to floating

Never coming down like a lift that's out of order
Whipping up these hits like I shot 'em on the corner
Stack to secure a bright future for my daughter
All these rappers sound wet like my ear was full of water

Them man pretentious living beyond their means
Got another rental but what about your seed?
Got the new balenciaga's but your mother's low on p'z
God sent me to bring some realness to the scene

Even if I'm gettin mashed on whatever
Whether It would be some ketamine or hash
Still sound better than these breddas even when I'm f*cking frass
Feeling like I've leveled up cos every records been a smash
So we're laughing to the bank, facts

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée

Have a drink and take a toke
Let all your p'z go up
Dab that diz and sniff that snow
Yeah you know, how it goes

If you wanna lift up
I can take you higher
Open up your third eye
And free your mind
When you're with my guys 'cos

We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
We bring vibes when we hit the party
Turn the rave into a soirée
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Writer: Anton Flanders
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