Golden Boot

作词:Irving Adjei

作曲:Irving Adjei

所属专辑:The One Mixtape

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歌词

Golden Boot - Headie One

Written by:Irving Adjei

Bad b come to the Niz skin all gold she cute

How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes

I need me a skeng I can't fit it in the ride

We might have to slide with an open boot

Scored all of these points this season OFB won the golden boot

Still do it how I did it with Scat we've already worn those boots

Opps see the offside flag come like they forgot their boots

Them man there selective bad boys

I really don't know how they pick and choose

The whole gang spent bags on boots them man can't afford no boots

I'm married to Elizabeth that's my wife shawty

Anything green get bun still do it like I done it like half my life

Any sight of the goal man shoot perform this excellent finish

I do it like Kane or Lukaku

Old school like Bergkamp and Henry

Ammuniton stays on me

Keep an eye out for undies

Sawn-off cost me a monkey

Opposition wish they can touch me

I remember pedal bike days and the kitchen knife getting fronty

Now man just fly out the front seat

Opps know that the gang too dumpy

Age 17 in country me and Jay like Lucas and Bumpy

My first phone call's my alarm clock the line's too jumpy

I told my young boys fly upsy

I hit shots from far like Roberto Carlos

All I do is organise orders come like I work in Argos

I do it for the bread no hardo

Headie One need a reload in cargo

Still tryna do it like they did it in Narcos

I put weight on my phone no cardio

Opps see me in the flesh and they can't help when their heart goes

All we did is pressure these opps

Now they can't stand in the field like Marlo

Bad b come to the Niz skin all gold she cute

How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes

I need me a skeng I can't fit it in the ride

We might have to slide with an open boot

Scored all of these points this season OFB OFB OFB

Free Bradz that's my guy

Someone tell RV to controlla

I was on basic coping

Touch road and these tyres got broken

Me and this 4s like Krept and Konan

They soon touch the road all swollen

Bet he's gonna want his boots all golden

Can't tell the gang about scoring

Been over them sides there

Tryna tear shirts open like Hulk Hogan

I gotta burn my clothing and dodge the wing

Cos I like my bread toasted

Dem man hope to my downfall and all now they're still hoping

Back then I tried smoke with a sawn off

And all now I'm still smoking

Just done a whole night shift

And all now they're still calling

T-house looking all scary

Have you ever watched Conjuring

And that's all for the bread and wine

That's even those far from holy

Mask on my face

They could've been Cactus Jack or Mick Foley

Bad b come to the Niz skin all gold she cute

How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes

I need me a skeng I can't fit it in the ride

We might have to slide with an open boot

Scored all of these points this season

OFB won the golden boot

Still do it how I did it with Scat

We've already worn those boots

Opps see the offside flag come like they forgot their boots

Them man there selective bad boys

I really don't know how they pick and choose

The whole gang spent bags on boots

Them man can't afford no boots

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