Check Out The Trojan Horse Lyrics By Dave. It Is A Brand New English Song Of 2023. Its Classy Lyrics Are Written By Halsey. Its Official Music Video Has Been Released On Jun. 5, 2023. And Present On The Youtube Channel.
Trojan Horse Lyrics
[Chorus: Dave & Central Cee]
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it’s a life of squintin’, can’t just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I’m halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn’t change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won’t fit in one SUV, nah
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks, uh
Huh, alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 4: Dave & Central Cee]
Fire for a wife beater, can’t rock with that, I ain’t wearin’ a vest
Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest
I’m in Jamaica, Oracabess’
Hit a lick, went cash converters
That don’t work, it’s pawn, no chess
I’m doin’ more and talkin’ less
I love chillin’ with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they’re all impressed (Alright)
I’m in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man livin’ for nyash and dyin’ for nyash
It’s fucked, don’t know which one’s worse, I’m fucked
Bags in his and hers, what’s hers is hers, what’s mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can’t be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper’s pink, I’d probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, “Look what you made me do”
Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn’t wait in line
Weird, I’m askin’ my Blasian one, “Why you so focused on your Asian side?”
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave’s inside
[Verse 3: Dave]
2 A.M., I’m callin’ Clint, like, “Yo, who’s that girl in the vest?”
I’ll send a delivery text, I know that it’s wrong, it is what it is
Broski locked, I’m visitin’ him
Brought eaters to the prison for him
Vision for him, and it’s bigger than him
Disrespect, I’m sizzlin’ him
That girl look like SZA to me
How you upset that I cut you off when you basically handed the scissors to me?
Two-man step, diligently (Grrah)
Watch my back vigilantly
My young boy do man differently
She wanna show them girl she know me, call my government name
I never tucked my shirt in school, so why would I grow up and tuck my chain?
Hide my face like, “Fuck the fame”
Trustin’ different, but love’s the same
[Verse 4: Central Cee]
I don’t trust anyone lately, this lifestyle sendin’ me crazy
Who’s to say that they’ll never betray me? Rusty one from the 1980s
But the new plate, a millennium baby
She deserve a standin’ ovation the way that she got on her knees and ate me
Two hands, Lord Jesus, save me
We all know the industry’s fake, the streets fake as well
Stand up for my rights like Santan Dave, them man stand up like Dave Chappelle
You can lock the lock, but the trap don’t stop
Half of the block get paid in jail
That was a risky text before
And, now it’s no danger, I’m on a major scale
[Verse 5: Dave]
That was a risky text before, if I send that now, there ain’t no danger
The way that the light bounce of off these GIAs make gyal act stranger
Got love for all of the young Gs bookin’ a flight, and I’m headed to Asia
Four and a baby goin’ away, times were hard, I slept in a manger
Give her the Trojan, give her the Trojan Horse, I feel like Troy
Had a revolver, decomposin’ hid in the woods, I feel like Roy
She give me a whine, blood rushed to my genitals
Lucky for me, she could feel my—
Is it right? Won’t say that it is
Shame that it is and it is what it is
[Verse 6: Central Cee]
Oi, Dave, I don’t even wanna release (Why?)
I don’t wanna be mentioned in the same sentence as none of these creeps
I don’t wanna come to your session, I don’t wanna jump on none of your beats
We could talk ’bout direct debit, my monthly payment a hundred Gs
Taxman on me, I keep receipts
My biggest paigons HMRC (Huh)
Bro got it in masjid, he got a mad ting under his kameez
Bad one watchin’ her calories, long ting, ’cause, I wanna go out to eat
Hella petite like Bella Hadid, so I handle it delicately, she kind of surprised I got elegant speech
[Verse 7: Dave]
I got a ting from DC, Harley Quinn, feel like the Joker
Back then, I had my nank in Dallas, Texas hold ’em, me and my poker
Antisocial, I’m a loner
He got done up in mid-November and didn’t recover ’til late October
You’ll need more than sling on a shoulder
Young black Brit in Italian kit, I feel like Tammy in Roma
I had the Range with the extra seats, so I squeeze that bitch in the back of the Rover
Cliffs of Dover, white on sea
Who’s that there on the C2C?
She want a man with decent P
And her ex is a factor, Misha B
Let’s not talk ’bout makin’ a mill’, this year, I average one in a month
Had a vision of runnin’ it up, and it’s workin’ well like rum in a punch
In DLT I ain’t come for a brunch
Who’s that brownin’ sat in a passy
I have plans of a cash and carry, my legs was dry, my elbows ashy
[Outro: Dave]
Ayy, speakin’ of ash, I beg you man ‘low with the smoking, bruv
Please bro, burnin’ tobacco in the booth you man are killin’ me
Tryna fuckin’ record
