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"UK Duty Paid" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album Home Alone 2, released 19th November 2021. The track is 3:04 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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I want these niggas to die, to die, on God I want them niggas to die, mm-mm die, mm-mm I want these niggas to (Ayo, Waterboy, this shit wet) I want these niggas to die, quick Hop out the passenger side, quick (Mm-mm) I'm with broski and that is the psyche Brand new, the glizzy, I like it And my Rollie is full up with diamonds I made the world for my lifers (Yeah) And we're tellin' those niggas over there "Stay strapped" 'cause they're nothing alike us I'm in Amiri all white and this codeine is splashin' all over my tee I told my nigga we're on set we spend money on guns We don't settle this beef Fell asleep in Off-White (White) Got the money off white (White) The diamonds are different, they're hittin I know that he's livin' a lie (Lie) She do it every time, she do it every time She do it every time (Ahlie) Dinner dates, we need privacy, she at the suite, it's fine This is Richard Mille for the time, baby, 165 (165) In the back of the Rolls, I feel high, baby We just switch the vibe (Ya dig?) I pray for my niggas to win (Ya dig?) I pray for my niggas to leave I pay for my bitches, a thousand a night And we fuck, and we stay in the Ritz My diamonds are wetter than hailstone I come up, cook crack out the hellhole Paranoid, survivors guilt so real but it is what it is Little rectangle pedal in the Porsche Turn the demon in sport, 190 in this bitch Cause I'm paranoid Niggas dyin' over price like it's killin' me to live Young stunter, got a hammer in the Ritz Nigga wish for bad will but I pray Allah forbids Patek [?] the skelly, I'm ready, just whatever the name is I'm droppin' the white, I'm lovin' the price So how am I racist? (How?) You was with me, just down in the trench So how did we go different places? (How?) You was with me, you sat on the fence And that shit was really the fakest It's those eyes, baby, those thighs, baby, don't say it, don't stop Criticise, baby, put an eight in my lung and the money don't stop And there ain't no jobs in my city so the cocaine came in soft I carry a brick in the Porsche (Yeah) I carry a stick in the whore I pray for my niggas to win (Ya dig?) I pray for my niggas to leave (Ya dig?) I pay for my bitches, a thousand a night And we fuck, and we stay in the Ritz (Ya dig?) My diamonds are wetter than hailstone I come up, cook crack out the hellhole Paranoid, survivors guilt so real but it is what it is Little rectangle pedal in the Porsche Turn the demon in sport, 190 in this bitch Cause I'm paranoid Niggas dyin' over price like it's killin' me to live Young stunter, got a hammer in the Ritz Nigga wish for bad will but I pray Allah forbids
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