Paroles Inna de Roots Manuva

Textes et Paroles de Inna

There were trendy wannabes staring in my face

As I stepped to the place I could taste
eclair

Tall head, small head, enough shape to hair

Swinging out blabber with the coin to spare

Me myself, I only got five quid to spend and

Once I've broken this note my pockets on a bend

Supping on a brew so my vibe gets stirred

Feeling kind of brave as my vision is blurred

Skeets in the place, they blow my mind

I rehearse my approach and I bides my time

Second thoughts of last one, these stress my nights

So I was just content with them sights

Were me and my jack-joan, alone getting down

Freaking to the sound as the bass spins around

I'm inna..



[Chorus x4]

I'm inna



[Verse Two]

Clutching at the bar side, taking in the view

Press luck, trying to scrounge me a next pint of brew

Find a relevant spot, see I know nobody

So I assume the role of some tender somebody

To attract the attention of some cat with some doe

Be it Jane or Flo', I'm slick-quick, got flow

Looking down at my feet, 'tender' written cross my face

Hoping some skee aids my case

Twenty minutes pass and I gets no joy

I bring storm-dinner gear 'fore my plan deployed

It was a skee behind the bar, almost dark as me

Needed a drink so her dream lover had to be me

I said 'Honey, I love the way you work that square

I know you's a ten and you got nice hair'

I blew she two kisses, two tries and I misses

Third time lucky, I'm hitting the target

She's warming to my vibe, looking deep into my eyes

I'm spewing out lies but she's none the wiser:

'I can't find my bredren with my twenty pound note

I'm feeling kind of hoarse in the throat?'

She steps to the brew tap, pumps me a brew

I said 'Hon, I really don't expect this of you'

Pushed the brew to my hand and I grips it tight

Turns her back and I slips out of sight

I'm inna..



[Chorus x4]



[Verse Three]

Back in the midst of them sweaty boogie folks

A cat comes up and tries to sell me some smoke

'What you got, weed or hash?' He said 'Hash'

'I don't smoke that but I'll take a quick blast'

It was a potent cocktail, this hash and brew

I flips, acting like I'm not known to do

Strips down to my waist, I was feeling hot

Getting wild sensations from my head to my ___

In a drunken stupour, sweating on this skeet

Company of us cats, they didn't want to keep

In came my bartending friend
and two bouncers

Accusing me of theft, Lord knows I should've left

But this buzz in me was like grinning up my jaw

Before I knew shite I were flat 'pon the floor

Inna, man..

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