Bad Habits (Fumez the Engineer Remix) versuri

Versuri Ed Sheeran & Tion Wayne feat. Central Cee – Bad Habits (Fumez the Engineer Remix) lyrics

Ooh, you know a lot of people ask us „How is C-Dot funded? And where do you get your money from?”, the simple answer.

Every time you come around, you know I can’t say no,
every time the sun goes down, I let you take control.
I can feel the paradise before my world implodes,
and tonight had something wonderful (Grr, mm-mm, yeah).

Feds havin’ nightmares when I got my ice,
girl up on my left side, girl up on my right (Mm-mm).
Six figure transfer when I cop my ride (Bow, bow, bow),
that’s why the opps them just wanna take my life.

Before the music, had to put a shift in,
made Lambo money from a Citröen (Boom).
I was tapped then, rolling with my kitchen,
that’s why they want me just lock up in the system.

Bad habits in my life, in my veins (In my veins),
bad habits in the nine with a babe (Boom).
Bad habits, can’t end up with case,
man, them bad vibes just haffi, go away.

‘Cause I was broke, getting Ps weren’t easy (Easy),
I’m with Sheeran now, it’s cheeky (Mad).
Feds can’t believe I’m on TV,
they’re having flashbacks of CCTV.

Tough luck (Ooh), he got brucked up (Ooh).
In my drop-top (Ooh), getting top-top (Boom).
And my young buck, if he catch an opp-opp,
‘nother boy eating, bidda-bop-bop (Boom).
But fuck what you’re telling them, I’m from Edmonton,
bad vibes everything, Rolex or I might bust my skeleton (Buh, buh, buh).
(My bad habits lead to you).

I don’t wanna go on a mad one,
them say something I can’t come back from.
Frontways, sideways, cowgirl, backshots,
Mr. Miyagi, wax off, was on.

I don’t even smoke, she want a backstrap on,
messed up with my good girl, on a sad one.
Now I’m in a hotel room with a bad one,
strapped up, I don’t wanna give mum a grandson.

These ladies moving crazy, uh,
wanna have babies by me,
lately I’ve been keepin’ my head down.
Ain’t been wildin’ out, takin’ time out,
cards laid out, got nothin’ to hide ‘bout.
Ay, maybe I slipped up once on a night out,
if she find out ‘bout that, she wild out.

The sex feel better when you make up after you break up,
all body language, don’t wanna say much.
We could go back to the AP and lay up,
or fuck in the back of the Bentley Bentayga.

Come home late, she wake, she stayin’ up,
Body in tight, no personal trainer.
Breakfast in bed, don’t cook me no bacon,
I just want head when I wake up.

I got a gyal up in Chelsea, you know.
But why everyone there when you blow?
The feds tryna get help with the roads,
me nuh know, me nuh know, me nuh know.

I got gyal everywhere in the globe,
but everyone disappears when you’re broke.
If bro calls me and say it’s that time, I don’t care,
I’m putting my career on hold.

Bad night if we back out the pumpy (Grr),
bad sight weh me keep up the fuckery (Bow).
If I bang him in the face, can’t stop me (Mm-mm),
bad time, but today I’m lucky.

Yo, in the read with the gauge (Bow),
bad habits, can’t end up in a cage (Boom),
bang at anyone, straight in the face (Mm, mm).

She left me on read back then when I had no bread,
like shorty didn’t trust the process.
Free all the guys locked down four walls,
when I think ‘bout that, I get claustrophobic.

Pure cocaine, no bakin’ soda,
lot of ammonia, I don’t condone it.
But you gotta do what you gotta do,
and you’re stuck in the hood just hopin’.

I was lickin’ ‘em, stickin’ them, left is an artist,
Dylan just fill up and empty the cartridge.
Do it like Sheringham, shoot up the rhaatid,
think I won’t pull up and bark it.

When I fly out the M-way, I feel nostalgic,
yay come white like yam, it ain’t powdered.
Looking for cribs, just fully detached,
I came from council housing.

Not in a talk-the-tank, I really walk the walk.
Man, this a masterclass, man you can ask for a chance.
Richard Mille on, you don’t know the pass, the password.
When it’s really on, when he’s gonna clart it off?

No fears cah I’m good on the roads where I’m from,
you can ask, I’m calm as long as my darg is.
Always aim at the target market,
look at the profit margin.

I got a gyal up in Chelsea, you know.
But why everyone there when you blow?
The feds tryna get help with the roads,
me nuh know, me nuh know, me nuh know.

I got gyal everywhere in the globe,
but everyone disappears when you’re broke.
If bro calls me and say it’s that time, I don’t care,
I’m putting my career on hold.

Fumez the Engineer, if bro calls me and say it’s time, I don’t care.
I’m putting my ca-, I’m putting my career on hold.
But why everyone, but why everyone, but why everyone there when you blow?