Ghetts - Slumdog Millionaire lyrics

[Chorus: Ghetts & Stefflon Don] Slumdog millionaire Glovebox filled up with gear Mum’s not in no arrears f** ups, this is my year Yo, gunshot inna di air Gunshot inna di air Yo, gunshot inna di air Slumdog millionaire [Verse 1: Ghetts] I told my man I’ve got a motive I just met some old white man who wears loafers What? He said it’s too good to be true though But if it goes like that, bonus Instant money, shipment coming Me, you, Winston’s sonny This time next week, Kingston, Surrey Driver, keep the engine running Coming Hot like an Indian curry Running Can’t stop, I’m in an Ilford hurry Gully Who the f** brought Winston duppy? Bun him Send him back home saying England’s cruddy It’s nuttin’ Top boy, man are thinking Sully Gunning Big darg in this ting, me nuh puppy [Chorus: Ghetts & Stefflon Don] Slumdog millionaire Glovebox filled up with gear Mum’s not in no arrears f** ups, this is my year Yo, gunshot inna di air Gunshot inna di air Yo, gunshot inna di air Slumdog millionaire [Verse 2: Ghetts] Man came back with the belly I told the big man “take that when you’re ready” Equal splits, I just made my people rich Let’s celebrate that with some Henny Then lie low, tell no one, try know I don’t trust no iPhone If you wan’ get something off your chest Tell someone who’s deaf with a blindfold I’m ice cold Five-O on the high road But I ain’t got nuttin’ on me Lightbulb giro My bro If you go, I go You already know man grew up on “If you blow, I blow” If you owe, I owe Cheers to my right hand man Where you going, fam? Pluto, I roll My n***a since two-tone ice poles [Chorus: Ghetts & Stefflon Don] Slumdog millionaire Glovebox filled up with gear Mum’s not in no arrears f** ups, this is my year Yo, gunshot inna di air Gunshot inna di air Yo, gunshot inna di air Slumdog millionaire