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The Mitchell Brothers
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She's Got It All Wrong
What I'm saying is this, yeah Every time when I tell you like You know what I mean like Don't fucking go mad over your chick This, that, this, that
It's for your own good It's called, na, na, it is, it's called experience Bruv, you know what yeah, what experience? What so you've gone mad over a chick Yeah, I have once and I'm not doing that shit again You're fucking crazy
There's no point in telling her the truth 'Cause she's not gonna believe it You know what I mean She's just gonna listen to her friends
Her fucking friends, you know what I mean So like, just like, forget about her Let's go get some drinks You know what I mean, go check some more yatis
Bruv, why did she hang up? I know there's still anger I put my hands up, yes, I was a wanker I did lead with Tanya, when I left Tantra She had one too many so I called a cab
I don't understand her, I never did grab her She's listening to Amber and we don't get on Okay before, I did get caught But to jeopardize us again, I couldn't do
Her friend ain't talking sense See me and Tanya, we're only just breadrins Her friend never saw anything We got in, I dropped her off to her rents
This morning it got light but I'd still not been to sleep Thinking of what to do to ease this grief I know I lied but I had a reason, please believe I fold the pillow and try an' squeeze some sleep
Please don't delete my phone number please I know you don't need to mope about me I did go with Lis, she phoned to speak Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She wants me back but I want you
Don't shoot through, you're going to lose A bloke who's truly devoted to you I owe to you, to know a few truths Home truth truths, you going to screw
Your friends are not talking sense Are you sure your head ignores them? Your friends never saw anything We talked then, I walked to my ends
This morning it got light but I'd still not been to sleep Thinking of what to do to ease this grief I know I lied but I had a reason, please believe I fold the pillow and try an' squeeze some sleep
Bruv, I'll tell you this for free Ambers chatting shit again She needs to go on Trisha With all her fucking shenanigans
She's just sad and bitter 'Cause her and her man split up So now she wants her and The girls to be a gang of spinsters
And bruv, huh, I told you You cant be chatting to Tanya So when she calls you, just blank her
That night I went to Ten Rooms after Tantra But I didn't think you and her Would jump in the same cab, bruv
Listen bruv, just give your girl time and space Maybe a couple of days, to get her mind straight Serious bruv listen, allow it for a bit And if she's got any sense She'll know Amber's chatting shit
This morning it got light but I'd still not been to sleep Thinking of what to do to ease this grief I know I lied but I had a reason, please believe I fold the pillow and try an' squeeze some sleep
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