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You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you Yo RS6 go skitz, go beast mode Bust that left, got flashed down Leeds Road Back no joke them pigs got smoked Them boys jumped out that car got repoed Fresh out estates, the boys, we don't play Bags of the flake the boys are self made No redlight but he bust that pelican Car got found but they found no evidence Berghaus hoodies, 4x4s get muddy 2-stroke bikes and them of road buggys Boys go divy in them chorey trucks 999 better call 'em up Yo, boys on the curbside, boys in the bando Pull up in that Shogy or pull up in that Land Rov' Feel like Ken when I take these back roads Shots of the Grey Goose, lines of the Pablo SongtexteYou can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you Bitch, come try, come see what I do Pull up outside, then I feed the bayou Hatch or Passat, two boys in the back Got got by the shop, all I seen was a flash Yo, sticks and stones may break man's bones But this big sawn-off's gonna take man's dome Let that rip, I'ma take man's nose No divys 'round here, take no cuts We progressed from outta town Made pigs fly when bikes around Shots at the bar, I'ma buy the round And when your boyfriend's out, I'll be sliding 'round Yo, tenten mack and, man, I might just cracka Six for the winner, I'm a red-light runner Lifestyle hectic, we be getting TECs in Laughing over ex biz, pull up in the X6 You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you Kick back, blow smoke, got packs, got dope Drive fast on road, drive past get smoked Got black, got crow, no mask am blown Get jacked no joke, am bad to bone Am a boy, am the real McCoy You're not a big fish, you're a baby boy I said oi! I'm the real Pass me the mic, the crowd dem make noise These lot know I'm a dog like Marley Drive like Ken and I fuck these barbies Chicks with lips and the big round arses Fuck then duck, I'm rough and heartless All blacked out when your Ken got done in Mask on, you won't find who's took it I ain't no gangster, bitch, I'm a charva New whip, new grip, new clava You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you, to you, to you You can forget me, forget me Now you are so sorry, so sorry I will never go back now, go back now To you, to you Aus Songtexte Mania