Polémique (uk translation) lyrics

by

Freeze Corleone


[Intro : Freeze Corleone & Central Cee]
S/o le Flem
Allô ? Cee ? what's up ? you already left London ?
Yo Freeze, we didn't want ten through the country duckin'
Okay, perfect, give me a sign as soon as you arrive in Paris
I'll be like in like 30 minute my bro, I'll bill it, can you buy some Cali ?
No stress, we've got the plugs , when you're here, we'll meet
Say less, ekip, ekip
Yo

[Couplet 1 : Central Cee]
I keep airin' the labels, one day I might get blackballed
I ain't been Fashion Week, OT, if I see me a catwalk
Give a cat sixth life for the night, I don't know if I'll land though
If they knew what we did in thе bando, one day I might get cancellеd
sh*t, my shoes tied tight, I can't step out in no sandals
Bought rope chain and Kangol, took me a L, I'm cool G, I feel like Cool Jay
I live my movie, I might make a BluRay and tell my story
My dawg, part of me, my charge if you got matchin' jewelry
Presidential, Oysters, Rose Golds, Dwellers and Day-Date 40's

[Couplet 2 : Freeze Corleone]
Makin' big racks with polemics (cash)
God is with me as if i was drinking Holy water (han)
Dakar as the place of the obelisk (ekip)
Mixin' exotic fanta with codein (Lin)
Gotta transfer all the cash to the country (Cash)
God and iron, n*gga no proteins (paw)
Corleone, Central Cee (Ekip, ekip)
Orange lambo', anthracite Maybach (Sku)
f*ck a colon, f*ck FrançAfrique
Chen Zen aka scoring machine (Cash)
And slanting eyes like China, Korea (Han)
No dance steps in the music videos, no choreography
And there is only god that i can admire (that i can admire)
In the trap house find me in the kitchen (find me in the kitchen)

[Couplet 3 : Central Cee]
How they hate on man when I don't even know they existing?
They talk too much, they tweet too much, gotta keep my distance
Cee don't be in the mix, one wish, my G's get freed out the system
Link with Freeze, it's lean that's he's drinkin'
Sippin', throwin' up C's not crippin'
Keep on b*tchin', think that your Mitch, until bro come and cut off your fingers
f*ck what you're thinking, f*ck your opinion, that mixtape made me a million

[Couplet 4 : Freeze Corleone]
Eyes like litchis, far away from they like fidjis
CE, bank account with 6 numbers (Cash)
Smoke 'em [?] of hasch, slicin' like [Guy Jim ?]
Have to get Lionel Richie's Money (Cash)
Six on six, s/o Central
Hella smoking like a power station chimney
Big Cali like South-Centrale
Comin' New York thoroughly like central park (Ekip)
Movie, welcome to the movie
S/o two-two, [ten intro ?] in the muffin
Chen Zen [looking/hunting?] vampires like in Buffy, ekip

[Outro : Central Cee & Freeze Corleone]
Movie, Lamborghini, I like me a two seat
Just landed in Paris, I'm on IG trynna find me a groupie
Groupie, she wants my cash, my rupees
Let them believe we're sleeping
On the roof as if i was Soopy, ekip
My shoes tied tight, I can't step out in no sandals
No dance steps in the music videos, no choreography
And there is only god that i can admire
Presidential, Oysters, Rose Golds, Dwellers and Day-Date 40's
Makin' big racks with polemics
God is with me as if i was drinking Holy water
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