Kano - T-Shirt Weather in the Manor lyrics
[Kano - T-Shirt Weather in the Manor lyrics]
69 Manor Road, Sunday morning
Dorothy be up but Jennifer be yawning
Rachel a get her hair braided, I spoil it
One side be looking like Don King, don't it?
Ribs in the oven, catch a whiff
Heartless Crew on Mission, catch
A crisp biscuit, whoa
Ice cream van, yeah, chase it down
Screwball, 99 Flake et al
Newham Leisure Centre where the girls at
Hair gelled down to her face
Where the curls at
Money on the table, Frustration
Get mummy's purse out
Forward some summers, I'm racing
The latest Merc out, it worked out
'Cept Everton's locked up
But we don't talk about it
Lee and Karys don't speak
And things ain't cool with Aaron
But amongst all the bullshit
It's love though
You've gotta love London in the sun, bro
Ya dun know
That's what we call T-shirt
Weather in the manor, my friend
There's nuttin' like T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
The Gs come out when the sun goes in
There something 'bout T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
Barbecue all day, you're in the garden
Breezer and Alizé, get the party starting
Gyaldem be loving my TNs, jheeze
Back it up and whine pon mi den, peak
DJ got the Tina Moore and MJ Cole
The olders asking for some Dennis
Brown but then you got
That one elder that wants to be young
Dancing on the floor to hype funk
The mood switches when the sun goes in
And birthday boy's mum goes in
Rudeboys pull up in the Bimmer, yes
What's that smell? That ain't cigarette
Neighbours'll complain to get the
Party locked off just to rain on our parade
But then a younger sprays
CS gas, everybody run, bro
You've gotta love the city in the sun, bro
Ya dun know
That's what we call T-shirt
Weather in the manor, my friend
There's nuttin' like T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
The Gs come out when the sun goes in
There something 'bout T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
And it could all change in a minute
I've seen innocent summers turn sinister
Tempers flare up, violence is imminent
Especially post fit but you
Know the Streets video
Here we go, it was all good just a week ago
Seems like yesterday we was one people
Ten man onstage back to back, bare reloads
Ayia Napa weather, quarter lengths
They say the globe's warm and it's
Getting hot in the ends
That's when you swap the tees for the vests
But I'm talking kevlar
Cause things just ain't cool anymore
And bricks might ruin your door
Trust dem youts anymore
Never Super Soaker 2000s don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirit's all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right
Give it props
But some bredders run up on man, rah
The beef was on so same night, shots fired
It weren't even man that did it
Buss a man but ride for man and
Take it where I didn't envisage
Now I've got big time crooks calling
The house like "what is it?"
If we need to put in work
Say the word and it's finished
Man just wanna make an album
Mind my business all this gangster shit
Who wants to sleep with the fishes?
Success has a price and it's pretty
Penny for your thoughts and they'll
Try make you split it
They say the ends love you
Then they hate you, then they love you again
Then you try change your postcode to W10
Grow apart
Fall out of love with your friends
They'll say fame made you change
But it's just all them
Some of them get cat, some of them go pen
Send mi likkle VO, gwan sit with them
Send them one two creps and Ralph Lauren
While they build up this picture
That I'm 50 Cent
Rah, Kano's your darg, when you land
You're blessed
And these times, I ain't even blessed Jen
Now they all wanna come on
Tour but that's per DMs
Guest list, me plus thirty men
I buy the same Mr Whippy 99
But now I've got just as much
Problems and a flake ain't one
Friends turned snakes overnight
Cause they think I can take away their
Problems all with one hit song
But, I just want the summer back
How it used to be
When Nanan had us eating toffee
Apples by the sea
Or when we wore Moschino and
Were moving off key
When our chips were down
They weren't beefing 'bout Ps
The purest summers were those in the 90s
'05 changed my life forever, it's bittersweet
I've been riding that wave
Still waters run deep
No sand in the ends, still life is a beach
And that's T-shirt weather in the manor
My friend there's nuttin' like it
'05 shit
Dorothy be up but Jennifer be yawning
Rachel a get her hair braided, I spoil it
One side be looking like Don King, don't it?
Ribs in the oven, catch a whiff
Heartless Crew on Mission, catch
A crisp biscuit, whoa
Ice cream van, yeah, chase it down
Screwball, 99 Flake et al
Newham Leisure Centre where the girls at
Hair gelled down to her face
Where the curls at
Money on the table, Frustration
Get mummy's purse out
Forward some summers, I'm racing
The latest Merc out, it worked out
'Cept Everton's locked up
But we don't talk about it
Lee and Karys don't speak
And things ain't cool with Aaron
But amongst all the bullshit
It's love though
You've gotta love London in the sun, bro
Ya dun know
That's what we call T-shirt
Weather in the manor, my friend
There's nuttin' like T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
The Gs come out when the sun goes in
There something 'bout T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
Barbecue all day, you're in the garden
Breezer and Alizé, get the party starting
Gyaldem be loving my TNs, jheeze
Back it up and whine pon mi den, peak
DJ got the Tina Moore and MJ Cole
The olders asking for some Dennis
Brown but then you got
That one elder that wants to be young
Dancing on the floor to hype funk
The mood switches when the sun goes in
And birthday boy's mum goes in
Rudeboys pull up in the Bimmer, yes
What's that smell? That ain't cigarette
Neighbours'll complain to get the
Party locked off just to rain on our parade
But then a younger sprays
CS gas, everybody run, bro
You've gotta love the city in the sun, bro
Ya dun know
That's what we call T-shirt
Weather in the manor, my friend
There's nuttin' like T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
The Gs come out when the sun goes in
There something 'bout T-shirt weather
In the manor, my friend
And it could all change in a minute
I've seen innocent summers turn sinister
Tempers flare up, violence is imminent
Especially post fit but you
Know the Streets video
Here we go, it was all good just a week ago
Seems like yesterday we was one people
Ten man onstage back to back, bare reloads
Ayia Napa weather, quarter lengths
They say the globe's warm and it's
Getting hot in the ends
That's when you swap the tees for the vests
But I'm talking kevlar
Cause things just ain't cool anymore
And bricks might ruin your door
Trust dem youts anymore
Never Super Soaker 2000s don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirit's all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right
Give it props
But some bredders run up on man, rah
The beef was on so same night, shots fired
It weren't even man that did it
Buss a man but ride for man and
Take it where I didn't envisage
Now I've got big time crooks calling
The house like "what is it?"
If we need to put in work
Say the word and it's finished
Man just wanna make an album
Mind my business all this gangster shit
Who wants to sleep with the fishes?
Success has a price and it's pretty
Penny for your thoughts and they'll
Try make you split it
They say the ends love you
Then they hate you, then they love you again
Then you try change your postcode to W10
Grow apart
Fall out of love with your friends
They'll say fame made you change
But it's just all them
Some of them get cat, some of them go pen
Send mi likkle VO, gwan sit with them
Send them one two creps and Ralph Lauren
While they build up this picture
That I'm 50 Cent
Rah, Kano's your darg, when you land
You're blessed
And these times, I ain't even blessed Jen
Now they all wanna come on
Tour but that's per DMs
Guest list, me plus thirty men
I buy the same Mr Whippy 99
But now I've got just as much
Problems and a flake ain't one
Friends turned snakes overnight
Cause they think I can take away their
Problems all with one hit song
But, I just want the summer back
How it used to be
When Nanan had us eating toffee
Apples by the sea
Or when we wore Moschino and
Were moving off key
When our chips were down
They weren't beefing 'bout Ps
The purest summers were those in the 90s
'05 changed my life forever, it's bittersweet
I've been riding that wave
Still waters run deep
No sand in the ends, still life is a beach
And that's T-shirt weather in the manor
My friend there's nuttin' like it
'05 shit