P Money, Kozzie, Desperado, Blacks - Where's My Doe lyrics

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Yo blud wah gwarn, you cool? No blud what?
I want my doe, blud
Where are you? Where's my doe blud?
(dialling tone) oh my God, are you mad?
I ain't gonna phone man back
Pull outside man's flat (doorbell)
Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!

Do you think you're funny?
Nah, you think you're funny (slap)
That's for thinking you're funny (slap)
That's for thinking it's smart answering
The phone when I 141 it (slap)
That's cuz you keep on running (slap)
That's for borrowing money off man
Buying weed and deciding to bun it (slap)
What, you ain't got dough? (nah)
Pass your phone, lemme check your Insta (rah)
Bruv, look at all these creps (nah)
Them Jordans come out today?! (Nmah)
Oh my God are you dumb?
You know what, you better just phone your mum
And get the money off her
Before this gets dumb
Or take out a loan one time and done
Wasteman

Yo blud wah gwarn, you cool? No blud what?
I want my doe, blud
Where are you? Where's my doe blud?
(dialling tone) oh my God, are you mad?
I ain't gonna phone man back
Pull outside man's flat (doorbell)
Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!

Posts some pics on the gram
And he owes man money
Okay okay must think it's funny
I'll throw your shit and see if that's funny
Out there buying at the bar for your honey
Hold on fam, you owe me money
I've been ringing your phone
For about two weeks
I ain't ringing back no more, it's peak
Mans getting extra for all this grief
What you think you can owe me P?
Wah gwarn for this little chief?
Tryna go must think he's Keef
Man gets boxed up, man gets Chiefed
Tell the mandem, get it on camera
This little donny must think it's banter
Okay I'll show you banter
Punch in the mouth, say cheese on camera

Yo blud wah gwarn, you cool? No blud what?
I want my doe, blud
Where are you? Where's my doe blud?
(dialling tone) oh my God, are you mad?
I ain't gonna phone man back
Pull outside man's flat (doorbell)
Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!

Now you wanna answer man's call
Just call man back, that shit got peak
(you dickhead) i see man lift off feet (ooh)
Beat man, turn man's feet (ha)
I've been calling from Monday you
Been dodging my calls all week
Just answer the calls if you ain't got P
Cuz there ain't no dodging me (simple)
I said no blud
Don't play when it comes to my money
You think it's jokes? Let me show man funny
I tried to be nice, lemme show man gully
I come to your crib
I see man's cash, reappear in a hurry
You in your house all smelly and bummy
Smoking away man's money, you dummy (grr)

Yo blud wah gwarn, you cool? No blud what?
I want my doe, blud
Where are you? Where's my doe blud?
(dialling tone) oh my God, are you mad?
I ain't gonna phone man back
Pull outside man's flat (doorbell)
Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!

Yuck! It can't be an owe man P's one
When you got my mate's and you got P's one
Roll to your in a four-litre beat
Seven-seater on a blacked out steeze one
Yeah, where's the P's fam?
I heard you're buying weed off the weed man
Pick out the shank then watch man bleed fam
Heard the ops on me, that's the greaze fam
This shit's easy to me
Reload in a dance that's easy to me
Shot food in a man that's easy to me
You owing me P's ain't easy for you
Come to your yard that's easy for me
Boxing your dad that's easy for me
It's all jokes and laughs 'till
I come to your yard
Black hat black garms, start smashing up cars

Yo blud wah gwarn, you cool? No blud what?
I want my doe, blud
Where are you? Where's my doe blud?
(dialling tone) oh my God, are you mad?
I ain't gonna phone man back
Pull outside man's flat (doorbell)
Oi wha gwarn, fam! Tur!