Mitamba Yalagala Kumchuzi - Hugh Tracey

En la bodega Se nos ha hecho tan tarde Bajo cero allá fuera Aquí dentro está que arde Últimamente voy mal mamá Nose si alguien me entenderá Echo un lio por dentro Y voy perdido en silencio Aún recuerdo aquel día yeah Con tus ojos me intentabas llamar Te invité a un par de tragos Después no me acuerdo de nada Sabes qué, cantando he perdido la voz Solo te pido que, esta nunca sea la última noche En la bodega Se nos ha hecho tan tarde Bajo cero allá fuera Aquí dentro está que arde Que bien se nos da que se haga día ya En la bodega En la bodega En la bodega, la bodega yeah Van rulando tequilas No quieres parar Nadie así me provoca Y tú ni siquiera me tocas Sabes qué, cantando he perdido la voz Solo te pido que, esta nunca sea la última noche En la bodega Se nos ha hecho tan tarde Bajo cero allá fuera Aquí dentro está que arde Que bien se nos da que se haga día ya En la bodega En la bodega yeah Que se haga día ya Que bien se nos da que se haga día ya En la bodega En la bodega En la bodega, la bodega yeah

I still miss you And it makes me feel blue, And I'm lost Without those colours of you. I can't think straight I just wanna be. Wherever you are When your not here with me. Blend with my blue Those colours of you. Please help me See it through ooh. This journey I must Take all alone. I blend my blue In those colours of you. I lay down and cry And the rivers are dry, Oh, to unveil my heart When you kiss me goodbye. And when you set sail Fair winds... all the way. So, farewell That's all I can say. Blend with my blue The colours of you. Oh, please help me See it through ooh. This journey I must Take alone. Oh, so just blend your Colours with my blue. And I know I'll find my love tonight I can feel you reaching out I got this feeling deep inside It's in my head It's in my heart. I know Your love tonight And I know You'll be by my side. I know You'll help me see it through. Blend your colours With my blue.

Let's go, yeah If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with I run this London town, got smoke, we double down And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round I smash the radio, my ragers underground I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down I just heard Drake spit this flow like yesterday, it's crazy (Drizzy) Tax man on my back, he see my figures gettin' hazy When I go Selfridges the gyaldem treat me, I'm Swayze I walk in, tape my off shore, AP rosé goin' brazy (bling, bow) My drink is super strong, I'm blessed, I can't be wrong (I can't) And now my niggas rap, I'm learning all their songs (that's true) We got glizzy close, you think I'm lyin' too (I'm not) When I'm outside, approach, my broski flying, too AJ Tracey's such a dickhead, all he do is boast (why's that?) He been getting drunk like everyday, he raise a toast (facts) I just wanted selfies, but I couldn't get in close (why?) When his niggas pull up, I swear them boys do the most If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with I run this London town, got smoke, we double down And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round I smash the radio, my ragers underground I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down The way I flex is different, I got so much confidence I shot 1942 and fuck the consequence (woo) When I reach levels that I want, they'll build me monuments And don't ask me what licks I hit, 'cause there's no documents This Balenciaga all over my cotton knit ('Lenci) I don't panic, when we hit the club we got the stick (we got it) Five top tens ago my people asked me, "Where's the hit?" Now every quarter I drop songs that could've won a BRIT I smell like oud, babe, you know this one's Saudi I'm in 1OAK gangin', locals know I'm clouty (yeah) I'm recession proof, I'll run it up, so please don't doubt me Rolex said they're getting new gems set in, so they'll shout me If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with I run this London town, got smoke, we double down And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round I smash the radio, my ragers underground I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down Remedee, Remedee, Remedee, Remedee, Remedee