Submarine Lyrics – D-Block Europe

{Intro}

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{Chorus: Dirtbike LB}

Hunchos, yeah, it came in from us
I poured the Sprite, now it's straight in my gut
How the fuck ain't you feelin' my trust?
Ain't my word, ain't my pressence enough?
Seven skis and they smellin' like Runtz
Water sports in the bed when you cum
Alhamdulillah 'cause we still found love in a world so painful
If that pussy stay home, then nigga, be greatful
So wet, but super tight like the canerow
I serve that new brick at the same low
Submarine, submachine, rolly-pole

{Verse 1: Dirtbike LB}

Rollies and Beamers, I smoke zoots, she sittin' on Venus
Stick by my side, got the stick by my side, that is way easier
Make you my wife, got to stick like Clyde, that is way easier
Switch on the lights, did it at night, on the opps, get even

{Verse 2: Young Adz}

Yeah, I already told you 'bout the splash by the lake
Superman stamp on the flake (Ski, ski, ski, ski)
When you got these hammers and bells, you cannot have an attitude, that is a mistake (Whew)
I'm smilin' in pink, slammin' in the Mink
It's dyin' by the sink, still damp, I gotta wait (Ski, ski)
My nigga wanna damp out chest and next one on camera
Damp on your face (Whew)
Off-White Nikes with a tag all on lace
I'ma make it softer, are you rattin' on the case?
I ain't gonna say what David Cameron would say
I'm the shotter type, robber type, run a nigga's chain
I'ma send the kids out in the rain, got phones that are ringin' today
Chantelle blocked me off her page 'cause I put her little brother on the train (Whew-whew, ha, ha, ha, ha)

{Chorus: Dirtbike LB & Young Adz}

Hunchos, yeah, it came in from us
I poured the Sprite, now it's straight in my gut
How the fuck ain't you feelin' my trust?
Ain't my word, ain't my pressence enough? (Hm)
Seven skis and they smellin' like Runtz
Water sports in the bed when you cum
Alhamdulillah 'cause we still found love in a world so painful (Painful)
If that pussy stay home, then nigga, be greatful (Greatful)
So wet, but super tight like the canerow (Canerow)
I serve that new brick at the same low (Same low)
Submarine, submachine, rolly-pole

{Verse 3: Young Adz}

Tell the nigga, "Ski, what you said? Is it a hundred percent?"
Say, "Ski, what you said?" (Ski, ski)
That nigga ski-way, put it on the M-way
That nigga ski-way did it (Ski, ski)
I gave him my number, gave him a number
That nigga ran right with it (Ran)
Tell them Jakes they betetr up the raids on the trap, 'cause I ain't submittin' (Ayy, ayy)

{Chorus: Dirtbike LB & Young Adz}

Hunchos, yeah, it came in from us
I poured the Sprite, now it's straight in my gut
How the fuck ain't you feelin' my trust?
Ain't my word, ain't my pressence enough? (Hm)
Seven skis and they smellin' like Runtz
Water sports in the bed when you cum
Alhamdulillah 'cause we still found love in a world so painful
If that pussy stay home, then nigga, be greatful
So wet, but super tight like the canerow (Canerow)
I serve that new brick at the same low (Same low)
Submarine, submachine, rolly-pole