Pepper Stew Songtext
von Footsie

This guy called Kwes

I am a striker, Hernán Crespo
Could′ve said Vardy, but I went retro
Back in the day, I had a Mini Metro
Flinging a fiver, bare petrol
You know me, I've been good from the get-go
And if a man′s spraying then you better get low
And if you ain't got money then get dough
See, my dreams, I'm never gonna let go
Man want more than a bread roll
Mandem are looking to loaf

And if you look in my face right now
You′ll see that this ain′t a joke
You'll see that this ain′t a game
Look, it's so simple and plain

And man ah tek all yuh watch and dat

All of your chain


Life that I′m living gets nuts sometimes
Man ah run up on a man with the bucks one time
Tek all your belly and guts one time
Took all of your smelly and your hasty telly
Every last penny, that's gone one time
Catch man slipping and gone one time
Find me and my soldiers on front line

Lived the life of a nutter

Used to roll with the knife and the butter

I′ve seen blood run down the drain
I had a front row seat in the gutter
I tell a yout talk up, don't stutter

Yeah, know what you're talking about
In this ends, know what you′re walking about
Man will get a peppering
Put a man in a hole like ketamine
Doing this ting for years, I′m a veteran
And I know that I'm better than you
You can bring your bredrin, I′ll pepper him too
Just wait for the hook, I'm peppering through

Yeah, you got blue on the buttons

This one comes like pepper and stew


Pepper and stew, pepper and stew
Man can′t talk 'bout peppering me
Try a ting then I′ll be peppering you
Peppering you, peppering you
This one comes like pepper and stew
Man can't talk 'bout peppering me
Try a ting then I′ll be peppering you

Mic, mic check, cool
Check, check, check, one, two
Pepper and stew
Guess who′s next? It ain't you

Trust, I′m killing this ting, fam, man's well off
Man start switching, phone gets bell off
Stop that bitching, fam, you fell off
Man′s in the kitchen munching jollof
Run the riddim, yeah, DJ, run it
Pepper and stew in your mouth, yeah, bun it
Talking a lot but they're not on it
Man will hot them up like red scotch bonnet

Yeah, you′ll see me in reality, not reality TV
Put integrity on your PC, please
Yeah, you're not a G without a Jme CD

Them man need their sanity checked
Blud, it's getting embarrassing
They′re online stunting, all baiting
But on payday, they get a reality check
Talk to their boss, quick salary check
I′m eating good, quick calorie check

Them man ain't really eating, fam
Some microwave and salad cream chef, sad
Man are curating a whole new life
Come like Arnie from True Lies
Fam, I know you think you′re wise
Dunno who told you but they serious

Serious

Pepper and stew, pepper and stew
Man can't talk ′bout peppering me
Try a ting then I'll be peppering you
Peppering you, peppering you
This one comes like pepper and stew
Man can′t talk 'bout peppering me
Try a ting then I'll be peppering you