Lyrics:
your number on my phone
Don't worry 'bout me
Bradford boys still winning
Out here chilling
Come from crooks and villains
Big zoot billin'
Boys
the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles
And you look like a star but you're still on the dole
All the way from Memphis
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock n'
(diana ross/freddie gorman/janie bradford)
Go deep in circles
To find it in me
Rain falls around to my beginnings
So many riddles of my identity
I
UH-HUH-MM
WRITERS SYLVESTER BRADFORD, AL LEWIS
Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh Well I see a pretty girl walking down the street uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh Well
picked a needle up with one hand
Now up in Bradford
A chap named Radford
While taking part in a local play
Was intercepted and then suspected
And met a family from Bradford that we knew
Oooh, a melody! Burp!
My pink half of the drainpipe
Separates next door from me
My pink half
He got shafted in Bradford for his out of date routines up there
And the trouble he ran into Brighton was more than his share
He's been running for
with one hand
Now, up in Bradford a chap named Radford
While taking part in a local play
Was intercepted and then suspected
Of going Ooh wakka doo wakka
(Money)
But that ain't all like the back door
Lovebites on our body
They wanna mark us like rashford
They know my team close to lead like Bradford
Them
tied before I dive in
I play chicken with Bradford boys on the wrong side without a licence
Fearless, coked up and only vulnerable when they're fighting
your Mac and where the fucks the fries
I know Bradford Charvas Brampton
Spartans All off my bruddas are on the rise
Alla the haters can't say shit
I've
a vivir
Ma´, yeah, Keda
Danny Bradford
Gang like avengers,
No weekend offenders,
Body at the entrance,
Don’t catch me a sentence
Cos I hit them man with a vengeance
Ye Im from Bradford, so
mashed den he had us in bradford shouting stella
(stella where r ya)
To a 100k flip private jet setter (taraaars)
She said she loves da Penthouse
on my main line
I be all in traffic bout lil Bradford with my main slimes
Them niggas ain't active like we active why they gang quiet
KayPee tell them
Rashford but that's low value like Bradford
Burn my bridge like Adam in Eden, Hazard, Stamford
You and I can't play both sides gotta finish this course like
räkna upp
Samtal som tar mer än ger
Du kan höra på rösten vilken
Typ av dag det är
Nolltre var jag tjock, tvåtusentolv bara ben
Lyssna mycket på Bradford
at the Bradford Beach Club
We were talking 'bout the Globe in the 90s
We were drinking sours at The Hotel Foster
You chicken sashimi
You chicken sashimi
You chicken
at the Bradford Beach Club
We were talking 'bout the Globe in the 90s
We were drinking sours at The Hotel Foster
You chicken sashimi
You chicken sashimi
You chicken
at the Bradford Beach Club
We were talking 'bout the Globe in the 90s
We were drinking sours at The Hotel Foster
You chicken sashimi
You chicken sashimi
You chicken
son
Careening through the screen door
Drunk, and all alone
Sending bottles at the Bradfords
Cursing his only home
He said: I am not like you
I know
It was so merry, Bombing a ferry
Shot, Robert Bradford (Sly cunt)
Got a reward, Airey Neaves face on a dartboard
Give us a north, or your body will
of was how I'd love to be in Bradford
Coz when I think of times past; I know I was lucky
Got more than I deserved though my parents didn't have money
I was
eres mia
Dejas un vacío siempre que te vas
Linaje Records
Danny Bradford On The Beat
The Coach
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