Dave & Tiakola – Special Lyrics

Dave & Tiakola – Special Lyrics
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    "Special." - Dave & Tiakola

    Album: Meridian & Special - Single
    Track No: 02
    J'suis un Top Boy, transfert à prix élevé comme Moisés Caicedo à London
    J'suis dans la Ferrari F48 ou la RR Phantom
    Tu veux d'la frappe ? On t'en donne, noir comme à Compton
    Elle veut qu'j'la tamponne sur Buju Banton, jamais j'abandonne
    Mes négros déplacent la bonbonne pendant qu'je taffe mes textes
    Eh, Paname, c'est pas les States, j'veux que du cash en espèce, eh
    Ouais, ouais, si si, j'répète pour être bien explicite, j'ai les miens, donc ça m'suffit
    Tout se passera dans l'visu' si y a une Jorja qui m'rend visite
    J'les mets sur off, cash, monnaie, pas de : « Love you »
    Rafale sur ton body, la police recherche somebody
    Fuck tous les opps aussi, on est nombreux, tu parles à qui ?
    Une fois l'million acquis, j'mets des diamants sur ma racli
    J'parle pas d'ma vie aux autres, à part à Dios
    C'est marqué dans ma bio, j'fais des streamings dans leur Clio
    Elle est sexy, sexy, j'la mets dans la cage, j'suis précis
    J'ai l'blues comme un joueur de Chelsea, même quand ma liasse de pesos s'épaissit
    Le soir, j'suis tout en Prada, elles veulent toutes tenir ma main
    Spécial, pardonnez-moi mais quand j'arrive, les lumières brillent
    Des mauvais souvenirs de moi mais j'pouvais pas faire autrement
    Spécial, eh, eh, j'suis là pour les « bang, bang », tu sais
    I know depuis long time
    Qui a peur de nous ? On vit même pas à notre prime
    C'est ton dernier moment, vive le money time
    Spécial, eh, eh, j'suis différent, je sais, je sais
    I know depuis long time
    Qui a peur de nous ? On vit même pas à notre prime
    C'est ton dernier moment, vive le money time
    Spécial, eh, eh, j'suis différent, je sais
    Free my ****, I miss my ****, I need 'em free
    I'm in CDG, I might put this shit on a DVD, yeah
    I had a cougar, she was thirty-two on her TBT
    Coulda had a golden shower, I'm fucking a girl from France, she tellin' me « oui »
    I got the alligator with the pointy shoes, feel like I come from Congo
    Took a trip Toronto, back then I had a girl from Ajax
    Saw Rick Ross in his jet on a runway, but it was me that landed to a Maybach
    Ask Joney
    New York don't know that I rap, I stepped to a jawn, she callin' me « Modie »
    I ain't no hero
    She want Novikov ideally, but she good with Nobu, Robert De Niro
    I've got a million-pound paintin' on a wall somewhere, Victoria Miro
    The mandem missin' a ****, and my net worth missin' a zero
    I see man gettin' extorted, sayin' he blessed the hood
    I put the Viv' on Vivienne, now she comin' to west for wood
    Slimey, gain his trust, build that bridge and then burn it later
    Back then I woulda robbed my man and then helped him look for the perpe—
    I woulda helped him look for the perpetrator
    It's a mystery
    Spooky like somebody pressin' the P on your web browser and you ain't cleared history
    Beg man miss me
    Look at him tweetin', I can tell that you don't pay rent
    Thirty-one days I grind, and that's in the month of Feb'
    I ain't got ink, my passport's tatted
    You're talkin' tough, you ain't got bread? Opinion's far from valid
    I just land in France, they know my name, feel like Cench in Paris
    My card declined, but let's be real, she knows I'm rich, so I ain't embarrassed
    Still on sight if I see him in Heathrow, swing them hands like Kaaris
    She went from the Lambo' Urus to Yaris, got picked up, but she gettin' a Uber
    HGV, driving a lorry today, this chick got more than a FUPA
    Me and bae like Alice and Luther
    We're like sat and suma
    I'm in the sixteenth arrondissement with a bad B, and we listen to Booba
    I'm with the Senegalese, Ivorian, I'm with the Congolese, Nigerian
    Marseille and it's all Algerian
    Like her credit, this ain't Experian
    Different city, but same experience
    Let's be serious
    And for the record, the outfit cost six K like I shot it on a Blackmagic
    I don't do black magic and I don't do Obeah
    Love the French, but fuck the government, there's too much Islamophobia
    Free the people
    I ain't someone that you should see as equal
    I might just ignore her and let her feel it in the air, like Beanie Sigel, you know?
    I know depuis long time
    Qui a peur de nous ? On vit même pas à notre prime
    C'est ton dernier moment, vive le money time
    Spécial, eh, eh, j'suis différent, je sais, je sais

    Writer(s): Jo Caleb, Nyadjiko, Dave & Tiakola.

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