Dave Lyrics
Here is the official lyrics to British rapper Dave new song, ‘Starlight’. The self-produced song was dropped by Dave on the 3rd of March, read the lyrics to ‘Starlight’ below and sing along.
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Dave – Starlight Lyrics
Intro
Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni
Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni
Chorus
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living
Nuff man hate with the lies instead
Counting cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly, in the street, protected
Verse 1
I do know my man, but I don’t trust him
Trust that, Ps in the trap, disgusting
Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA, kiss that in public
South London where I made my
South London’s where I made my first hundred
Elastic bands, plastic bags, two and a blue like cheesе and onion
In Jamaica, quick vacation, travelling my past time
Nuff pollution in the еnds, I flew back Yard ‘cah I wanna see starlight
Eritrean, skin tone cinnamon, I think I found my princess
My empress, still gonna impress
I know them man talk on the kid, but
Chorus
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living
Nuff man hate with the lies instead
Counting cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly, in the street, protected
Verse 2
Any girl that I’m dating knows, bags that I buy come filled with fifties
She a ten out of ten on a bad day, public affection, I tell her, “Come kiss me”
I like mine obsessed, clingy
If she don’t miss me, miss me
If she don’t miss me, history
If she don’t miss me, it’s a mystery
G17 in the party, tipsy
Don’t drink, that’s risky
Focus, shells gonna land like Disney
And put him down under, Sydney
That’s bae, I’ll donate both my kidneys
True love, what the kid needs
And a girl from the Westest Indies
I know them man talk on the kid but
Chorus
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living
Nuff man hate with the lies instead
Counting cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly, in the street, protected
Verse 3
In this world that I’m in
How you wanna take pics with the belts and the ring
But don’t help in the gym?
‘Nuff girls dating their biggest haters
How her boyfriend don’t want her to win? Like, rah
And why my girlfriend never wanna see me have a good time out if she ain’t there?
Yeah, yeah (Fly— Fly me to the moon)
Fly me to the moon, let me get some space
Seeing them stars on her private story
I dust that chick, she got no grace
(Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter)
See her ex man, she got no taste
Hip dip, she got no waist
Body snatched, serving face (In other words, hold my hand)
Haha, hold my hand, personal trainer
Frequent flyer, bad, she toned and tan
Free my gang, 013’s and 020’s (Darling miss me)
Oh God knows, I miss my bros
I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might
Outro
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
In other words, I love you
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