Central Cee - Sprinter (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Central Cee - Sprinter (en) Lyrics
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The mandem too inconsiderate, five-
star hotel, smokin' cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
She got thick, but she
wanna get thin again
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim 'cause she
wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright, I know that you're
bad, stop actin' innocent
We ain't got generational wealth
It's only a year that I've
had these millions
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift
'cause it's fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus,
they had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal wan' me in her
uterus, fuck it, I'm rich,
let's do it (Fuck it)
Take a look at these diamonds
wrong, it's a life of squintin',
can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm
halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change
my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal
in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't
fit in one SUV, nah
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too
many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the
next two weeks, uh
Huh, alright, like send the
address through, please
SUV, the outside white
The inside brown like Michael Jack'
More time, man build a line and trap
Spend like I don't even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go
and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)
The way that I ball, no yellow
The ref haffa give me a black card
Who did what we doin' with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after
all them years of doin' the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in Milan, heard one
of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of
whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands
I told her my name is Cench,
she said, "No, the one on your
birth certificate," uh
Your boyfriend ran from the
diamond test 'cause they
weren't legitimate, nah
She Turkish-Cypriot, but her
curves Brazilian, uh
I want her, and bro wants
her affiliate
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like,
"Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Twistin' my words, I
think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta' password,
I'll give you the pin
to my AmEx, huh, alright
This ain't stainless steel,
it's platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
"Still loading," that's the
caption, I've only amounted
a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't
get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in an Aston,
I'm makin' that Maybach
music (M-Maybach Music)
They're tryna insult my intelligence,
sometimes, I may act stupid
I never went uni, I been on the campus
sellin' cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat,
then somethin' gon' leak
We ain't playin' exclusives
Fire for a wife beater, can't rock
with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Man have to send her therapy, she got
the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
Hit a lick, went cash converters
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
I love chillin' with broke bitches,
man book one flight, and they're
all impressed (Alright)
I'm in the G63, the car hug me like
a friend through twist and turns
Man livin' for nyash
and dyin' for nyash
It's fucked, don't know which
one's worse, I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers, what's hers
is hers, what's mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it
can't be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper's pink,
I'd probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures
and stared at bae like, "Look
what you made me do"
Yeah, alright, started with
a Q, didn't wait in line
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian
one, "Why you so focused
on your Asian side?"
I know that the jack boys
pray that they get to the
clubs and Dave's inside
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