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"Number 29" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album PTSD, released 26th September 2019. The track is 3:17 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about D-Block Europe.
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Wow, he's playing me I'm in traffic, look, let me pull up on this nigga, he playing me Hey, man like Wagwan? You good, yeah? I'm out 'ere Good, yeah? I'm good, I'm good What you saying? Nah man, look, I got my darg in the back, ya narsayee? Mad, man, imagine I was just playing "Love Of My Life" I can hear it, that's why I pulled up on you Yeah, roll safe brudda Yeah, mad, fuckin' (haha) Trapping out the bando like my daily chore All these VV's on my neck, it make her hate me more What the fuck you think they pay me for? My nigga chilling right now with the burner, got the safety on Murder, murder, murder, that's a case that we ain't tryna catch D-Block Europe, niggas know I'll do or die for that Dolce & Gabbana, I'm designer man We designer gang, pull up in designer swag Kill him, kill him, kill him, this a murder, would you die for that? See that big head on his shoulders, we gon' fly it back If you love me, why you crying, ah? Ate the pussy from the back I got her crying "Aah!" Yeah, caught the case Yeah, like Nicholas Cage (like Nicholas Cage) Mummy said "When will you change?" Told them nitties "I take notes, I don't take change" (ah) Made her sniff a line of cocaine in the Wraith Made him take that cocaine straight to the office If you see me, then I'm stunting you could say Was the case but I got NFA Girl, what you reckon? What d'you really, really reckon? I don't leave my house without my fucking weapon Prometh and hella racks when I'm steppin' (codeine) I said "Baby, stop stressing" You my darling girl and I'ma show you suttin' nice Told her "No photos", she ain't even asked me why See this lifestyle, yeah, it comes with a big price And most of them niggas out there, they cannot pay it twice Gang, gang, gang, she like the way I whip the white If you can't pay in money, then we will get your life Learned how to eat pussy, I was fucking with a dyke Took it out the pocket, I just buss it out the mag Cali weed is standard, I'm just waiting on the flight Fuck a jimmy, she official, buss inside her twice Gang gang, she in love with 29 And I'ma eat that pussy one more time And my daughter just turned one, she got a Rollie She ain't even old enough to tell the time Yeah, 6 AM up in the morning and it's summer And I'm tryna eat her pussy But the sun, it keep on peeping through the blinds Thumb up in her arse and I might change my mind Weed and lean, I'm on both, combine Niggas tryna get some relevance (mmm) The jakes told me that "We know it's you but we ain't got no evidence" Show them how to make a song on my Instagram live Every rapper in the UK soundin' like me, I might take my time (ski, ski, ski, ski) (hmm) Ate the pussy and I put my finger up in her inside I just came in five minutes Darling, I ain't embarrassed, your pussy's nice Thumb up in her pussy and her A hole Number 29, first left off of the main road (yeah) I told her "Ride my dick how you ride my face, yo" On the main road, tryna dodge the plain clothes
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