22 Carats (recorded at Les Studios de la Seine, Paris) Headie One & Gazo
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[Intro: Headie One & Gazo]
Turn
(Nardey, c'est chaud ça, ha-ha)
Hold on
(Scar)
Oui
La mala est gangx
Eh, one, Headie One, eh (One)
[Chorus: Gazo]
Eh, y a que sous drogue ou dans ta puss' que j'me sens bien, eh
J'suis dans la 'sique et les : "Tu veux combien ?", grr
Tu m'as laissé partir, maintenant, guette c'que je deviens, eh
Que Dieu m'rappelle si je reviens, eh
Et j'ferai mes opp's que j'sois en Gucci, Prada ou Céline, eh
J'suis rempli de ice comme Headie One, oui, c'est du vrai, chérie, grr
Ma money m'embellit, 'bellit, 'bellit, toujours un mbéli, eh
Vingt-deux carats, paraît qu'j'suis vulgaire or qu'j'les polis
[Verse 1: Headie One & Gazo]
Jordan 4's, Jordan 1's (Hey) hand tings, we got more than one
'Fore gang got turn up, Kash got bagged with a loaded gun
I was T house livin', no Jeremy Corbyn with them dirty waps that weren't up for auction
Might survive a GP, but couldn't survive a trey 2, awkward
Wish I never knew what rose gold—
Did the chandelier here cost me a mortgage?
Gang masked up in COVID, but they don't care about COVID
With all this war, I can't feel emotion
The clips get filled, Foden
And if it ain't rap then the bando still open
Turn
(Nardey, c'est chaud ça, ha-ha)
Hold on
(Scar)
Oui
La mala est gangx
Eh, one, Headie One, eh (One)
[Chorus: Gazo]
Eh, y a que sous drogue ou dans ta puss' que j'me sens bien, eh
J'suis dans la 'sique et les : "Tu veux combien ?", grr
Tu m'as laissé partir, maintenant, guette c'que je deviens, eh
Que Dieu m'rappelle si je reviens, eh
Et j'ferai mes opp's que j'sois en Gucci, Prada ou Céline, eh
J'suis rempli de ice comme Headie One, oui, c'est du vrai, chérie, grr
Ma money m'embellit, 'bellit, 'bellit, toujours un mbéli, eh
Vingt-deux carats, paraît qu'j'suis vulgaire or qu'j'les polis
[Verse 1: Headie One & Gazo]
Jordan 4's, Jordan 1's (Hey) hand tings, we got more than one
'Fore gang got turn up, Kash got bagged with a loaded gun
I was T house livin', no Jeremy Corbyn with them dirty waps that weren't up for auction
Might survive a GP, but couldn't survive a trey 2, awkward
Wish I never knew what rose gold—
Did the chandelier here cost me a mortgage?
Gang masked up in COVID, but they don't care about COVID
With all this war, I can't feel emotion
The clips get filled, Foden
And if it ain't rap then the bando still open
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