STORMZY - TOXIC TRAIT (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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STORMZY - TOXIC TRAIT (en) Lyrics
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What's my toxic trait?
If I see a boy with the same
kettle as me, then I toss
that thing in the safe
Won't wear it again, 'cause
you made it (Bait)
If your name ain't Fred,
then you can't relate
If your name ain't Santan,
you ain't my mate
If your name ain't Stormz,
then you ain't the (Woo)
Just a pair of stars (Pair of stars)
Tell Greta to 'llow me, I know that
my carbon footprint's large (Hmm)
The Urus drinks, I still wear minks,
we brought on weed, the PJ stinks
Be direct, I don't take hints,
she's keen, but I ain't
convinced (I ain't)
She thinks I'm stoosh, see me runnin'
up that hill (Up that hill)
I'm the black Kate Bush, the mandem
don't talk, they woosh
I don't jump on a tune and
talk about **** and shush
I'd rather make "Cigs & Cush" (Alright),
all of these fibs you push
Still gonna take these pics and smile,
what I pay for the kitchen towel
Careful, my bro, that's an
AP ashtray, man's gotta
ash this spliff in style
Call me Big Michael, Muhammad Ali
They were gassed up, now they're
runnin' on E (Yeah)
I've been outside, since summer '03
Now my new girl's got more
money than me (Ooh)
If your name ain't Stormz
then you ain't the (Woo)
She wanna link up, tell her,
"Not today" (Not today)
'Cause I'm on the block till late (Late),
still got this guap to make
Yeah, they got a lot to say, but
not to pay, we're not the same
On a hotter estate with a box
of flake, they know my
toxic trait (They know)
Like the watches, the kicks
are rare (Rare)
You can smell when the
rich is near (Near)
No safety all on my Browning, told
bro, "Hold this bitch with care"
She's hangin' around, I know that
you miss her (I know, shh)
I know that you kissed her (I know it)
Yeah, they call me family guy
'cause she let me fuck her,
so did her sister (Pff)
Book a table in France (France),
tell the label, "Won't take
an advance" (I won't)
'Cause I make my own clothes
now, you can say that
the label is ours, nah
Don't play with the dawgs, we aim
at your heart and break it apart
Put the Urus in start, I'm
makin' it fart, let's have
a race on the 'Zart
Just a pair of stars, watch and ring,
that's a pair of cars (Swear)
Nah, she ain't wearin' bras 'cause
the breast sit where they are
You're mad they paid to see me, sendin'
shots, you came discretely
Some rappers pray to be me, got my
watch and made it meady (Meady)
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