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D-Block Europe – Ski Dream Lyrics

D-Block Europe Ski Dream Lyrics

Today, I wanna let you know
DBE day, ya narsayee?
Ya dig?

Lamborghini, ski, ridin’ with a freak
Won’t fuck you in your country, fly you overseas
You work for 29, Louis from head to feet
Walked in with Gutta, hammer bulgin’ out his jeans
Take your time, baby, open mind with that, uh
That head so fine, took me by surprise, like, “Uh-huh”
I’m with my guys, love ’em like brothers, uh-huh
It’s hammer time, we visitin’ mothers, uh-huh

G-wag, in the sun in Dubai, Cactus Jack on some fly shit (Uh)
Keep the ball off the corner, I came off the corner, I sat in the kitchen with mine (Uh, uh)
I know it’s these bitches that hit the DM ’cause I flooded the Rolliе in ice
They look in my face, thеy don’t see an emotion, my baby, I’m burnin’ inside (Ya dig?)
Little n**** just died and he hit a lick for a fifty (Uh)
It wasn’t love from the jump so how the fuck can you miss me?
The money, the power, the drugs, won’t come before inshallah
Just tell me what you want me for before your luck runs

Lamborghini, ski, ridin’ with a freak
Won’t fuck you in your country, fly you overseas
You work for 29, Louis from head to feet
Walked in with Gutta, hammer bulgin’ out his jeans
Take your time, baby, open mind with that, uh
That head so fine, took me by surprise, like, “Uh-huh”
I’m with my guys, love ’em like brothers, uh-huh
It’s hammer time, we visitin’ mothers, uh-huh

I flew out, a diamond, a Urus, to show you my heart is the purest
The powers, the flowers, the florist, we smokin’ this weed and ignorin’
It’s a dirty trait and it’s dirty, I’m pourin’ up, till the brakes on the foreign
It’s a dirty game and I’m keepin’ it safe and I’m watchin’ my back when I’m touring (Ya dig?)
No paint, this is Rolls Royce colouring, I put the G in the Cullinan
No flake but the bujj is like turmeric, I’m in the T, I ain’t tumbling (Tumbling)
No shame, drug dealer in my vein, mumma not worryin’ (Not worryin’)
Codeine, sip on purple rain, mud in my tummy, yeah (Ya dig?)

Lamborghini, ski, ridin’ with a freak
Won’t fuck you in your country, fly you overseas
You work for 29, Louis from head to feet
Walked in with Gutta, hammer bulgin’ out his jeans
Take your time, baby, open mind with that, uh
That head so fine, took me by surprise, like, “Uh-huh”
I’m with my guys, love ’em like brothers, uh-huh
It’s hammer time, we visitin’ mothers, uh-huh