Bugzy Malone - Salvador lyrics
Bugzy Malone [Aaron Davies]
[Bugzy Malone - Salvador lyrics]
Yeah it's Bugz
Listen yo, look
I've not got 'round to reading a Bible
Still I'm tryna lead them a worthy example
So I know I gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a BlackBerry, it was survival
That meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots
At me with a rifle
Blood on the tips on my fingers
Done a Bruce Lee, then I licked 'em
Bit off the end of the spliff
Then I lit that i was on a carpet
Doing crunches tryna get me a six pack
Drеams of me pushing his wig back
Nightmares of me gеtting twenty-six
In Crown Court never been much of a shooter
But, I'll still bang off
Ask them man that I kidnapped
No comment all the way through on an
Attempted M I didn't even do
If they'd have got my phone
Then I wouldn't have been here
'Cause, I would've got released
This time last year
And I can clearly remember
Saying to Webby that I want
A short back and sides, a 'tache and a beard
Then when I earned my stripes
I told them put a line in my eyebrow
I'm a bad boy out here
Me, I'm just sketching, into my sketch book
I can forgive but I don't forget much
Let me add an additional bit of perspective
We would eat fish fingers with no ketchup
Now we eat lobster and I'm in a tracksuit
Sat in San Carlo and I've got
An AP like I'm in Narcos
I've got a big business
There's boxes at the cargo
You're looking at a mogul
I might sign me a younger
That's spitting on drill
Teach him the business and make him a star
Then build him up until I've made him a mil'
But don't get it twisted, me
I've had opps but I've beat everyone
Of them three or four nil
I'm looking at houses for three or four mil'
Even though I got a castle in
The middle of a field
I miss standing on the roadside
With my hat pulled
Down low so the cameras couldn't see me
I miss getting a bar on my pedal bike
They were the days where with
Shoeboxes full of money
I miss having beef with a rival gang and
Having twenty-five of the mandem with me
I miss getting along with my family
Way back in the day when we
Had that little red Mini
Looking like something out of the Italian job
If I was in the weed game
Now that there's Cali and dog
I would've sold out selling in bags
Or in little green tops
They can never keep up it's mental
Oh, I'm like a PlayStation 5
And they're a Nintendo
You might see my personality switch but
I've never dropped a crumb
I'm no Kevin Wendell
The way I'm speaking into the mic's like
Salvador sketching in with the pencil
I get deja-vu like Denzel
I've got a Bentley but I can
Get tekky with a rental my God
That's what the waiter said when
I got on one knee
Everybody clapping their hands 'cause a
Black guy getting engaged
You don't see, you just grow up
And you're lucky if your dad bothers to show
Everybody wants to know you when you blow up
And it's a shame 'cause you reap what
You sow and I already know that
Still I've not got 'round to reading a Bible
And I'm tryna lead them a worthy example
I know I've gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a BlackBerry, it was survival
That meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots at
Me with a fuck off
(GA)
Listen yo, look
I've not got 'round to reading a Bible
Still I'm tryna lead them a worthy example
So I know I gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a BlackBerry, it was survival
That meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots
At me with a rifle
Blood on the tips on my fingers
Done a Bruce Lee, then I licked 'em
Bit off the end of the spliff
Then I lit that i was on a carpet
Doing crunches tryna get me a six pack
Drеams of me pushing his wig back
Nightmares of me gеtting twenty-six
In Crown Court never been much of a shooter
But, I'll still bang off
Ask them man that I kidnapped
No comment all the way through on an
Attempted M I didn't even do
If they'd have got my phone
Then I wouldn't have been here
'Cause, I would've got released
This time last year
And I can clearly remember
Saying to Webby that I want
A short back and sides, a 'tache and a beard
Then when I earned my stripes
I told them put a line in my eyebrow
I'm a bad boy out here
Me, I'm just sketching, into my sketch book
I can forgive but I don't forget much
Let me add an additional bit of perspective
We would eat fish fingers with no ketchup
Now we eat lobster and I'm in a tracksuit
Sat in San Carlo and I've got
An AP like I'm in Narcos
I've got a big business
There's boxes at the cargo
You're looking at a mogul
I might sign me a younger
That's spitting on drill
Teach him the business and make him a star
Then build him up until I've made him a mil'
But don't get it twisted, me
I've had opps but I've beat everyone
Of them three or four nil
I'm looking at houses for three or four mil'
Even though I got a castle in
The middle of a field
I miss standing on the roadside
With my hat pulled
Down low so the cameras couldn't see me
I miss getting a bar on my pedal bike
They were the days where with
Shoeboxes full of money
I miss having beef with a rival gang and
Having twenty-five of the mandem with me
I miss getting along with my family
Way back in the day when we
Had that little red Mini
Looking like something out of the Italian job
If I was in the weed game
Now that there's Cali and dog
I would've sold out selling in bags
Or in little green tops
They can never keep up it's mental
Oh, I'm like a PlayStation 5
And they're a Nintendo
You might see my personality switch but
I've never dropped a crumb
I'm no Kevin Wendell
The way I'm speaking into the mic's like
Salvador sketching in with the pencil
I get deja-vu like Denzel
I've got a Bentley but I can
Get tekky with a rental my God
That's what the waiter said when
I got on one knee
Everybody clapping their hands 'cause a
Black guy getting engaged
You don't see, you just grow up
And you're lucky if your dad bothers to show
Everybody wants to know you when you blow up
And it's a shame 'cause you reap what
You sow and I already know that
Still I've not got 'round to reading a Bible
And I'm tryna lead them a worthy example
I know I've gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a BlackBerry, it was survival
That meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots at
Me with a fuck off
(GA)