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letra de lady & the tramp - private zero

[intro]
(hargough production)
(scratch mixed it)

[chorus]
lady and the tramp (lady and the tramp)
young kid growin’ up in the council flats
could only look up to the trap
he knew all the names of the local cats (yo, yo)
i guess you could say that his future’s planned
ain’t too long till there’s drugs in his bag
it didn’t take too long, mum clocked what he’s on
he kept comin’ home with the latest swag (drip, drip)
lady and the tramp
lady got the best of grades
she got ‘nough a’s with a star on that
if she got b’s, then her heartbeat lag (sh-t)
she’ll cry for a ninety-percent
but if he got eighty, he was gassed
everyonе knew he was feelin’ shawty
she fеlt him too, opposites attract (oh, well)
[verse 1]
she was a perfect ten
but he sneaked out his yard in the a.m. again ’cause he got a shop for a benz
fifteen-years-old and avoidin’ the feds (trap life)
stinks of bud, so he had to cleanse
walks with eyes in the back of his head
countless times got stopped and searched, but section boys said trappin’ ain’t dead (ain’t dead)
she had plans of goin’ to boardin’ school, but also wants to be cool (wagwan)
up in class, the teacher’s pet, but on the weekend, didn’t follow the rules (she like)
like i said, opposites attract and she wants to live in different shoes (why?)
in class, was one to watch, but she run from the popo too (oi, feds)

[chorus]
lady and the tramp (lady and the tramp)
young kid growin’ up in the council flats
could only look up to the trap
he knew all the names of the local cats (yo, yo)
i guess you could say that his future’s planned
ain’t too long till there’s drugs in his bag
it didn’t take too long, mum clocked what he’s on
he kept comin’ home with the latest swag (drip, drip)
lady and the tramp
lady got the best of grades
she got ‘nough a’s with a star on that
if she got b’s, then her heartbeat lag (sh-t)
she’ll cry for a ninety-percent
but if he got eighty, he was gassed
everyone knew he was feelin’ shawty
she felt him too, opposites attract (oh, well)
[verse 2]
listen up
year eleven, she starts pickin’ up
rollin’ with the tramp, pyrex whippin’ up
she ride like a horse, saddle it, giddy up
mum weren’t havin’ that, little girl, pattern up
you don’t wanna end up pregnant up in tesco for a one-sippy cup
but she in the club, red cup, fill it up
i guess you could say she didn’t give a f-ck (don’t care)
you’d think she’s better than that
affectin’ her grades, she’s closin’ the gap (real)
she’ll go to the shop and pick up a lot
and then she leaves and don’t put it back (d-mn)
he could see all the things she was on
asked her to hold onto one of his bags (oh, no)
good girls don’t see red flags
until the lady turns to a tramp
(hargough production)

- private zero

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