Russ Millions, Dappy - Splash lyrics

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[Russ Millions, Dappy - Splash lyrics]

Woah, yeah

Dude, our style's expensive, last week
I spent twenty-one bills
This time last year, I was in the can doing
Like badman, now I got a deal, uh
Fuck boys like, "Where you
Been?" Real ones like
"I know you'd win"
How many goals did I score last
Week? It's lookin' like twenty-one nil
Aw shit
She see the way I'm livin' on Insta'
Now she wanna try out trill, aw shit
Now she wanna live in a house on
The hill, like Jack and Jill, like Jack and
We know you're leng, way more than a ten
But d'you know the drill?
'Cah when it all comes tumblin' down
You go elsewhere to get a cheap trill
Where were you when they
Rejected my appeal? I
Only see you when my drip's on spill
They all wanna ride in
The passenger side 'til
You end up in Scrubs or the 'Ville
I really used to love wildin'
Think how much P's I splashed on designer
But how am I gonna dash all this cash
When I can get it free on a rider

I really don't care, really out here
Crash that man's pear, know them ones there
Maybe not flares, my jeans are so rare
I'm drippin', no tears

Splashin' on Louie, Fendi
We're icey pricey run down the bust down
Plenty envy

Yo, baby, you look so elegant
In my element, take this elephant
Everything's wet, she might need Wellingotns
Three top 40's
You know man's killin' 'em
Real old-school like nah, nah, nah
Sixteen, man step with a samurai
Big boys scrammin' now, slow man
Hammer time
What's man chattin' 'bout? Bonnie
Let somethin' fly
Man talk they ride on Russ
Them man are broke yutes
So they ride on the bus
Try talk on my name like he's tough
'til his head got bust, can't lie
I was chuffed
She wants me but I can't get cuffed
Slow down pace, boo, it's not love
Just lust
Can't pick, now they gyal waan cuffs
Old-school road-sweeper like Gus

I really don't care, really out here
Crash that man's pear, know them ones there
Maybe not flares, my jeans are so rare
I'm drippin', no tears (Splash, splash)

Splashin' on Louie Fendi
We're icey, pricey run down the bust down
Splashin' on Louie, Fendi
We're icey, pricey run down the bust down
Plenty envy

Remember sittin' in my cell
Tryna turn a new leaf
Stressed, burnin' down Amber
When man tried to provoke
I was always on smoke
'Til they caught me on camera
Done it on camera
And it get phys' like Fanta
Served light and dark like a panda
If I see them, I might take out my anger

I really don't care, really out here
Crash that man's pear, know them ones there
Maybe not flares, my jeans are so rare
I'm drippin', no tears

Splashin' on Louie Fendi
We're icey, pricey run down the bust down
Splashin' on Louie, Fendi
We're icey, pricey run down the bust down
Plenty envy splashin' on Louie, Fendi
We're icey pricey run down the bust down
Splashin' on Louie, Fendi
We're icey, pricey run down the bust down
Plenty envy

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