DUTCHAVELLI | Surely Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

DUTCHAVELLI | Surely Chords Guitar Piano and Lyrics

Published on May 15, 2020 by guitarchordslyrics

Song Scale: C Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 75
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
(Intro)
 
 Cm
 Brigade
 Cm
 Tek’ your time, tek’ your time
 Cm
 MKThePlug
 Cm
 Come on, Sapphire Beatsz
 Cm
 S Row bup to the marsh with B easy
 Cm
 Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time
 
 Verse 1
 Cm
 On an estate, see the boydem enter
 Cm
 Put the thing in the bin like Brenda
 Cm
 Don’t ask about GZ B easy, that’s a violent member
 Cm
 Thousand grams of the pressa
 Cm
 Cm phone call that’s going up Leicester
 Cm
 Ever had a cat OD off a tester
 Cm
 Can’t cope with all this pressure (bad girl bad girl)
 Cm
 Split in the middle (ya)
 Cm
 Trust, and let a badman get in the centre
 Cm
 I ain’t got no strap in this ride
 Cm
 Can’t talk for my boy on the back of the Vespa
 Cm
 Circle the ends like the royal mail, then it’s back to the lab like Dexter
 Cm
 Surely, surely
 Cm
 Left wrist | that’s more than 40
 Cm
 Free all my pagans, I wish they die, 
 Cm
 I love it when an opp gets fried like Morley’s
 Cm
 Go to sleep with the baddest shawty, 
 Cm
 because I got a ghost like Power that haunts me
 Cm
 Neck back and chest, I go accountants writing out stories
 Cm
 It’s Dutch, from the fifth, I’ll still slide through the  like Aubrey
 Cm
 I was in a cell looking at life thinking that 
 Cm
 I should have done fraud with Courtney
 Cm
 Tell my ex delete my number, I got a new ting, you can’t call me
 Cm
 I got Keisha, I got Becky, I got Henny, that’s an orgy
 Cm
 500 for the brand new shotty, scales tryna take my money
 Cm
 18Hunna for the new rusty
 Cm
 I wish a man would try buck me
 Cm
 Turn off that phone, it’s back to gliding
 Cm
 Turn on that phone, it’s back to country
 Cm
 I got love for my plug in O
 Cm
 Cah he trust me, but don’t trust me
 Cm
 I just got two in the arm, but I need me 100 bricks like Bumpy
 Cm
 Somebody gon’ die with the guys from S row bup, don’t get too comfy (Bup)
 Cm
 Approach with caution, don’t you know bro let it go like the Undies
 Cm
 Pull up on them like “Yo, nobody move, it’s a robbery”
 
 (Chorus)
 Cm
 Tek your time, tek your time
 Cm
 Bad gyal bend your back and then whine
 Cm
 Oh my god, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
 Cm
 S Row bup to the marsh with B easy, slap  out the 
 Cm
 Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time
 
 (Verse-2)
 Cm
 Look
 Cm
 I don’t need no distractions, any time that I load this cannon
 Cm
 Still gotta get in that petrol bath, last time my skin had an allergic reaction (pissed)
 Cm
 Has your gun ever jammed on a glide? Pissed so you stood their tapping
 Cm
 Has your mum ever cried at night because she heard her son got nicked for slapping?
 Cm
 Surely, Surely
 Cm
 This music thing wasn’t for me
 Cm
 Let a man mention my name in a song
 Cm
 I’ll be back of the 3s with shorty (3Shorty)
 Cm
 I put in that work for the gang
 Cm
 Can’t call in sick when I’m poorly
 Cm
 I spill juice, with my toolie
 Cm
 Red wine like UB40
 Cm
 The place that I’m from in Clapton, nothing but guns and stabbings
 Cm
 Feds ask questions, get no answers
 Cm
 Officer, I don’t know what happened
 
 [OUTRO]
 Cm
 Tek your time, tek your time
 Cm
 Bad gyal bend your back and then whine
 Cm
 Oh My God, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
 Cm
 S Row bup to the marsh with B easy, slap  out the 
 Cm
 Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time
 Cm
 Tek your time, tek your time
 Cm
 Bad gyal bend your back and then whine
 Cm
 Oh My God, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine
 Cm
 
 

Lyrics


[Intro]

Brigade

Tek’ your time, tek’ your time

MKThePlug

Come on, Sapphire Beatsz

S Row bup to the marsh with B easy

Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

[Verse 1]

On an estate, see the boydem enter

Put the thing in the bin like Brenda

Don’t ask about GZ B easy, that’s a violent member

Thousand grams of the pressa

1 phone call that’s going up Leicester

Ever had a cat OD off a tester

Can’t cope with all this pressure (bad girl bad girl)

Split in the middle (ya)

Trust, and let a badman get in the centre

I ain’t got no strap in this ride

Can’t talk for my boy on the back of the Vespa

Circle the ends like the royal mail, then it’s back to the lab like Dexter

Surely, surely

Left wrist | that’s more than 40

Free all my pagans, I wish they die, I love it when an opp gets fried like Morley’s

Go to sleep with the baddest shawty, because I got a ghost like Power that haunts me

Neck back and chest, I go accountants writing out stories

It’s Dutch, from the fifth, I’ll still slide through the 6 like Aubrey

I was in a cell looking at life thinking that I should have done fraud with Courtney

Tell my ex delete my number, I got a new ting, you can’t call me

I got Keisha, I got Becky, I got Henny, that’s an orgy

500 for the brand new shotty, scales tryna take my money

18Hunna for the new rusty

I wish a man would try buck me

Turn off that phone, it’s back to gliding

Turn on that phone, it’s back to country

I got love for my plug in O

Cah he trust me, but don’t trust me

I just got two in the arm, but I need me 100 bricks like Bumpy

Somebody gon’ die with the guys from S row bup, don’t get too comfy (Bup)

Approach with caution, don’t you know bro let it go like the Undies

Pull up on them like “Yo, nobody move, it’s a robbery”

[Hook]

Tek your time, tek your time

Bad gyal bend your back and then whine

Oh my god, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine

S Row bup to the marsh with B easy, slap 2 out the 9

Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

[Verse 2]

Look

I don’t need no distractions, any time that I load this cannon

Still gotta get in that petrol bath, last time my skin had an allergic reaction (pissed)

Has your gun ever jammed on a glide? Pissed so you stood their tapping

Has your mum ever cried at night because she heard her son got nicked for slapping?

Surely, Surely

This music thing wasn’t for me

Let a man mention my name in a song

I’ll be back of the 3s with shorty (3Shorty)

I put in that work for the gang

Can’t call in sick when I’m poorly

I spill juice, with my toolie

Red wine like UB40

The place that I’m from in Clapton, nothing but guns and stabbings

Feds ask questions, get no answers

Officer, I don’t know what happened

[Outro]

Tek your time, tek your time

Bad gyal bend your back and then whine

Oh My God, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine

S Row bup to the marsh with B easy, slap 2 out the 9

Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

Tek your time, tek your time

Bad gyal bend your back and then whine

Oh My God, look at that bumper, I just wanna know if that pum pum’s mine

S Row bup to the marsh with B easy, slap 2 out the 9

Plug don’t do consign, but I still come back with like two at a time

Leave a Reply

InstaGram Feed