Yurrr Lyrics – D-Block Europe

Read the full Yurrr lyrics by D-Block Europe along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy D Block Europe’s music, you can also explore Asthma and Keys, two other songs by D Block Europe.

[Intro: Young Adz]
Yurr, yurr
That’s hard
(??) I mean, I tried
Yurr, yurr
The king, ayy, Pring
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Lambo‘ coupe, yurr
Rick Owen shoe, yurr
New Shark boots, yurr
New model, get recruit, yurr
Smoke Cali, pop molly like yurr
Rolls-Royce came with a broly like yurr
I’m up north, all these b!tches saying yurr
Better smile for the picture, yurr
Pushing buttons like D-D
Workrate on my CV
I’m the one they wanna be, be (Pu*sy)
And we rock LV-V
They know it weren’t easy
OT-T with TT
‘Bout to buy the girl CC
Said, “I lie and I cheat, don’t believe me”

[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Ten M’s deep, yurr
Balenci’ her feet, yurr
Telling people that we speak, yurr
Chill, it ain’t that deep, yurr
Dublin lil’ freak, yurr
Stained up the whole sheets, yurr
Got Xans by the sheet, yurr
Drop bands on machines, yurr
All this ice on me, arthritis
Bruddas big biz, looking righteous

DBE came with a sniper
Sent a post aloud to the lifers
Louis leather jacket like a biker
Pat it down, I’m tryna to wipe the bicarb
Drop a habaad on him, this a five-star
Fly her out and then I’m fu*king five-star

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Lambo’ coupe, yurr
Rick Owen shoe, yurr
New Shark boots, yurr
New model, get recruit, yurr
Smoke Cali, pop molly like yurr
Rolls-Royce came with a broly like yurr
I’m up north, all these b!tches saying yurr
Better smile for the picture, yurr

[Verse 2: Central Cee & Dirtbike LB]
Alright, she mysterious, uh
I’m breaking her down, I’m experienced, uh
I’m a rapper, she don’t take me serious (Nah)
I’m a slag, I might fu*k on her period (Uh)
Uh, brother, uh
Nasty she say she ain’t shaved, I don’t care
Fu*king her raw, I got stung, I don’t learn
I ain’t your man, babygirl, it’s your turn
Pretty face, I wanna look
Pretty face, I wanna look, so turn around
She told her friends I ate her pu*sy, word of mouth
Please don’t ask my body count, I’m losing count
Make a mess, I clean it up, I use a towel
Gave a lesson, she come back and do me proud
I’ve been moving girls since a juvenile
Bad, but acting like she good, she in denial
Been about, but I ain’t judging, I’m the same
Fly out two tings, I gotta alternate
Making both rotate, taking both on dates
Take her shopping, the Rimowa got no space
Hella clothes, now she can’t even close her case
Regent street, I spent a bag on lingerie
Penthouse in Canary Wharf, accommodates
Private island, when we go on holiday
Fifty M’s, I think I’m only one away (Yurr)

[Verse 3: Dirtbike LB]
Got her every Van Cleef for the errands (Yurr)
Rick Owen, Rick Flair what I’m wearing (Yurr)
Trap n!ggas, we ain’t showing these cars
We usually ride round, buss shops at the staring, yeah
Thirty mil’ for the crib out in Chester, I ain’t living in London, fill up the crib up with gunmen (Uh)
Unlimited M’s, think I broken the pendent, that’s Elon money, can’t done them (Uh)
Three-fif’ for the coupe I came in
Spit on your pu*sy, make it lubricated (Ski)
I made you cum then duplicated
We’re late for dinner, got the hooker waiting (Ski)
And we still put gorillas in trousers
G 63 if we dating, darling
Big crib, I got acres, darling
The 6 shoot like Lakers, darling

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Lambo’ coupe, yurr
Rick Owen shoe, yurr
New Shark boots, yurr
New model, get recruit, yurr
Smoke Cali, pop molly like yurr
Rolls-Royce came with a broly like yurr
I’m up north, all these b!tches saying yurr
Better smile for the picture, yurr
Pushing buttons like D-D
Workrate on my CV
I’m the one they wanna be, be (Pu*sy)
And we rock LV-V
They know it weren’t easy
OT-T with TT
‘Bout to buy the girl CC
Said I lie and I cheat, don’t believe me