Pete, Bas – Numbers

Pete, Bas – Numbers Lyrics

Artist: Pete, Bas
Song: Numbers

Diligence
KN Beatz
Yeah
Diligence

Numbers
Numbers [You’re having a laugh ain’t ya?
Numbers [I just spent two weeks on the phone going back and forth over this
Numbers [I ain’t doing it no more

And I’m running up numbers [I’ll tell them I’m picking it up on Friday
Numbers
Numbers [Now I’ve gotta pick it up on Monday
Numbers

Yeah, ten bags on the chain
B4S on the plate of the Range
Before this cooked crack on a flame
Before that kicked ball

Still got beans and the sauce on the plate
Still throw fists and I rеarrange face
Boys on the court so I don’t catch casе
Looked down in the motor

And the wife loves cooking up cake
Lovely, jubbly
Out with the wife and a glass of the bubbly
I don’t wanna get front of the governor

One wrong move and it’s gonna get ugly
Easy, peasy
One wrong move and it’s gonna get greazy
Gonna rough him up before I f#ck him up

And then I grab the clutch and I’m breezing
Whip it, sip it, lock it
Mug, karate chop him
Opps, there ain’t none coming

Banging on your chest, have a man King Kong-ing
Bite off your ear
Great white shark, I can smell your fear
You don’t wanna come round here

Been incarcerated for eighteen year
PKJ
Run a man down broad daylight
Another man got smoked, rolling them up, put them in an ashtray

The pints stay cold
When I twist they go
Get them in a Japanese hold
You don’t wanna war with a man that won’t fold

Numbers
Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car
Numbers

Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car
Numbers
Filling up numbers

Got then I’m back to the car
Numbers
Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car

Baby, listen man
I’m a business man
Count the figures man
Look at her figure man

So sexy
Pick up the phone, text me
And you can bring the, I’m at the flat in Bexley
Just took a bag off a wasteman

Gucci belt wrapped round my waistband
I’ve been in the trap for some days man
Stupid yat tried give me brain man
Nah, that’s not happening

cock big guns yet a man’s still grappling
Charlie Chaplin, don’t say nutting
Still got schemes in the back room battling
Out here in a three-piece

There’s a minimum charge and that’s 50P
And you know we don’t like police
Crush a man’s head like a big chickpea
Friday night I wear jeans

Picked up a crazy girl from E3
In the back of her red Suzuki
She doesn’t want you, no the girl picked me
And I broke his bones when he came round here

‘Cause a big man didn’t wanna pay that cash
You went home safe in a taxi, just joking, a man’s hand got smashed
Boot to the head then dash
You won’t get away from Mac

Straight to the spine and I broke his back
Numbers
Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car

Numbers
Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car
Numbers

Filling up numbers
Got then I’m back to the car
Numbers
Filling up numbers

Got then I’m back to the car
KN Beatz
Diligence
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Pete, Bas Lyrics – Numbers

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Release Year: 1972