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I wake up, every day is a daydream
Everythin' in my life ain't what it seems I wake up just to go back to sleep I act real shallow but I'm in too deep And all I care about is sex and violence A heavy bass line is my kind of silence Everybody says that I've gotta get a grip But I let sanity give me the slip Some people think I'm bonkers But I just think I'm free Man, I'm just living my life There's nothin' crazy about me Some people pay for thrills But I get mine for free Man, I'm just livin' my life There's nothing crazy 'bout me (Bonkers) [repeat] |
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What!
What the fuck! What! get out tha fuckin' way prick! Who you talkin' to! Get out the fuckin' car then! Get out the car then! Fuckin' pussyole! Yeah! Fuck you too! Your Mum! (CHORUS) Beep! Beep! Comin' through, Move over, Yeah you, Don't argue, Just blurt, Hurry up or you're gonna get HURT! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! I'll put you in a early grave! (CHORUS) (Verse 1) TDA TDA I'll break in your car and I'll take it away, Thats how I used to roll back in the day, And I did it for a laugh, I didn't even get paid, And I couldn't give a shit about a junction, Couldn't care less about a red light's function, Drive sorta like I'm drunk and swervin' swervin' Got 2 wheels on the kerb and murdering tarmac full black, on my stereo full blast 2pac! holla if you hear me, cuz im only gunna beep once I'll knock down all of these, let down one of these, run down all of these CHUMPS drive faster when I see speed bumps, Killin' off stunts, I'm a smart guy but if you see me drive you'll think I'm a dunce like (CHORUS) Beep! Beep! Comin' through, Move over, Yeah you, Don't argue, Just blurt, Hurry up you gunna get HURT! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! I'll put you in an early grave! (CHORUS) (Verse 2) NEEEEEOWWW! Mind Out! If you don't listen to me you'll find out, I don't indicate, I just swing about taking up two lanes playing dare devil games i don't give a shit 'cause my car is tinted and if I get caught I don't care about minted, Driving in the fast lane, ready for the violence, Had 6 points before I even had a license NOW im legit, And I couldn't give a rats ass, All i see is flashlights coz I drive too fast, But Im still a trooper, In ma mini cooper, went head to head had a crash with a police car, Didn't get arrested, Didn't have to kick off, I was alright but the car got write off, Just another day in the life of a lunatic, Rub me up the wrong way watch me start losing it like.. (CHORUS) Beep! Beep! Comin' through, Move over, Yeah you, Don't argue, Just blurt, Hurry up you gunna get HURT! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! I'll put you in an early grave! (CHORUS) MOVE When you see me coming down the road, MIND OUT When you see me coming down the road, Couldn't give a shit when I'm driving down the road, This is a warning you've been told, Neoooow! Move over! Neoooow! Move over! Neoooooooooooow! Move over! Neoooooooooooow! Move over! (Verse 3) Driving with my lights in the daytime, Everybody looking at me, Crazy! WHAT! I put my middle finger in the sky above If I see flashing lights I just might not stop, Lets go for a joyride, Speed through the ghetto, I'll say goodbye before I even say hello, Im far from mellow! I don't wanna chat, I'll get out ma car and give you a slap, Never mind all that cuz you really ain't ready tho, Im so high, I just wanna hear ma stereo, but i got my girl moanin in my left ear, there's a lot of stress here, you better steer clear, Car just cut me up, I didn't take kindly plus i got this other silly BASTARD behind me, Had enough of being courteous and smiley, blimely Now I really gotta get grimey like.. (CHORUS) Beep! Beep! Comin' through, Move over, Yeah you, Don't argue, Just blurt, Hurry up you gunna get HURT! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! NAH! You don't wanna see a road rage! I'll put you in an early grave! (CHORUS) |
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What’s up darling?
I’ve been keeping my eyes on your movements I can’t see no room for improvement And why you’re all alone over there on your jack jones You need to let me get behind your backbones Cus I’m the man for the job let me work it I won’t waste no time I’ll make it worth it 100 percent, i’ll make it perfect you got a body to die for, let me merk it Now it’s murder on the dance floor I want to take this further than the dance floor I aint forcefield but I’m still hardcore You’re going to give me everything I ask for It’s not a long ting, you’re a boomting Maybe more than a hotel room ting I’ll never know if I just walk past I really want to dance so I guess I’ll just ask She ain”t no oh Look at those thighs, it’s in her eyes she’s good to go She can satisfy my mind body and soul Come and dance with me Come and dance with me Come and dance with me Come dance with me I see you glance at me That’s why I’m asking B So let’s party B Come and dance with me If I’m out on my own Then I can look at you, looking at me If I’m out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can’t see Get away from the bar Tell your boyfriend to hold your jar And dance with me Come dance with me That’s why I’m asking B So let’s party B Come and dance with me Yo! It goes on and on I see you get excited like, this is my song You think I want to get involved, you’re not wrong Cus I’ve been waiting for this moment all night long So I creep creep creep like TLC I’ve got my left eye checking out your scenery I’ve got my right eye right where it needs to be No matter how I look at it, you look good to me Still, I’m looking for the perfect view The way I see it that’s right next to you I know you’ve probably heard it before but I still I love the way you flex like that for real So don’t stop doing what you do when you do it I just wanna be a part of it when you do it I feel like a wolly if I don’t pursue it And I can’t go through it so let’s go to it She ain’t no oh Look at those thighs, it’s in her eyes she’s good to go She can satisfy my mind body and soul Come and dance with me Come and dance with me Come and dance with me Come dance with me I see you glance at me That’s why I’m asking B So let’s party B Come and dance with me I know you didn’t come out to stand and stare You bought new shoes and you did up your hair You made a real effort tonight and it shows I can tell by your face you don’t wanna be alone Cus the mood is right and the time is now And if you can’t do it I’ll show you how All you gotta do is get loose, let go Just spark up your shades, put your skills on show Oh If I’m out on my own Then I can look at you, looking at me If I’m out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can’t see Get away from the bar Tell your boyfriend to hold your jar And dance with me Come dance with me That’s why I’m asking B So let’s party B Come and dance with me If I’m out on my own Then I can look at you, looking at me If I’m out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can’t see Get away from the bar Tell your boyfriend to hold your jar And dance with me |
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There's some girls in the house
When you see 'em point 'em out (x4) Got a little thing for pretty little browies Pretty little brown things, all about my timin' London city I'm houndin', catch 'em browning Get the pussy thorough poundin' So I got these star techniques oustanding Did it in a council flat on the landing I'm not rappin', leave 'em puffin' and pantin' On a one night stand thing Just like Shauna, she didn't give me no drama After the show, she was on my banana After my seeds like a farmer Let 'em all out in her mouth, I'm a charmer Couldn't care less about karma Or Carmen Got her titties out in the bottom of my garden I'm a bad boy, I don't beg no pardon Pick 'em up, then I discard 'em I get freaky, freaky, freaky And I get nasty, nasty, nasty Do anything that you want me to Just ask me, ask me, ask me (x2) I had this pretty little girl in Sweden, Yeah, she was kind of short, but she was easy And I like that kind of girl You didn't even need to ask her name Could you believe it? She was suckin' my dick, you should have seen it Got up and tried to kiss me between it, allowed it Could you hear my joy, my disappointment Sprayed in her mouth then watched her kiss her boyfriend Yo, ask Angie 'cause she familiar Got out my dick at the back of the cinema Jamie Foxx, you know "The Kingdom" one, She dealt with my dick till my kingdom come I'm a movie star, I'm quite unique on the camera Weren't quite like Green St., but I hammered her I'm a player and a manager Got a whole lot of game and a lot of stamina (ha!) I get freaky, freaky, freaky And I get nasty, nasty, nasty Do anything that you want me to Just ask me, ask me, ask me (x2) I'm so barmey, been a bad boy since (unclear) I know a couple white girls, outside Yardley Keep a couple light skinned things like Harvey Plus Barbie, that's my blonde thing She give me brain in the car, no long thing She ain't scared, she's on this thing And she's always up for a bonkin' Yeah my love life looks like Flava Flav's I got girls for days, I got dark skinned, pink, yellow, brown, and beige Come like a rainbow on a rainy day, non-discriminant Long and strong and the sex is brilliant Please make sure the poon-tang's Brazilian Won't stop till I can't cum, like William So I keep drillin' 'em, Thanks a million I get freaky, freaky, freaky And I get nasty, nasty, nasty Do anything that you want me to Just ask me, ask me, ask me (x2) Antoinette, Angelina, Alisha, Corrina, Katherina, Keisha, Kaykyro, Tina, Tylisha Faith, Fiona, Felicia Denise, Patrice, Shanice, Cherice, Dominique, Natalie, and Nisha Naomi, Nicola, Niree I won't let any trump thing get by me Jenna, Jolene, and Josie Believe I'm lookin' at Jennifer closely Kaylee, Clair, it's hot in here But I ain't lookin' for (unclear) mostly Eighteen to twenty-one, Anyone under the the don't fit the bill But to all my independent ladies, bring that pussy at will I get freaky, freaky, freaky And I get nasty, nasty, nasty Do anything that you want me to Just ask me, ask me, ask me (x2) |
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Yo cuz
Whagwaan fam? What you got there? Oi Is that a lemon? No it's cheese cuzzie Hey join me? What I just lit it fam! Oh don't be shy! Fuck sake Are you movin to my girl though? I might do still! She's loose bruv Ah shutup! CHORUS: We're Just Chillin wiv da man dem Jammin wiv da man dem It's all good in the hood wiv da man dem I know a couple girldem maybe I shall bell dem Till then I'm just chillin wiv da man dem Jammin wiv da man dem It's all good in the hood wiv da man dem I know a couple girldem maybe I shall bell dem Till them I'm just chillin wiv da, chillin wiv da I was in the e3vo playin pro evo Gettin moved up in the scores for a zero If I lose again I will surely regret it Cuz this pussyole won't let me forget it But it's no pressure I can take this boi And if I don't win I'll break dis boi I'm just rampin we've got an understandin We could never be arms out that's ma brederin Through thick and thin, rain sleet hail snow he's chippin in If he's got a couple gash he'll bring me in If he's got a bit of weed I'm smokin I ain't jokin From day one we was on this road ting Now we're all grown up on the old ting Kick back take it easy and slow ting It's the kind of thing we're promotin No job ting (Chorus) When I get lost Feel I've been crossed The man dem are my salvation I take off my shoes Fill up a zoot And put on the playstation So stop button bashing just pass the pad, pass the pad, pass the pad Stop chattin shit just pass the pad, pass the pad, pass the pad Hey no it's winner stays on blud pass the pad, pass the pad, pass the pad Don't be a prick blud pass the pad, pass the pad, pass the pad High talk and ghetto conspiracies Psychotic weed dealers smokin trees Heated arguments all about the football We're up all night like we're nocturnal I can't be bothered to do anything but chill And fuck the world outside that's how I feel I've got a whole lot of time to kill So fuck these bitches I'm just keepin it real (Chorus) (Instrumental) |
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Money talks, listen, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks
Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Let's Go Everybody wants to be famous, Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless, People act shameless Tryna live like entertainers, Want a fat crib with the acres, So they spend money that they ain't made yet, Got a benz on tik that they ain't paid yet, Spend their pay cheque In the west end on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend. But they don't care cause their life is a movie, Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly, Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, Can't keep up with the cover girls, So they got bad credit livin' on day rate, Livin' in debt when they still don't get Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life Lovin' the high when livin' it large And they all say Money talks, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Let me take you down to London city Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty Everybody's on a paper chase It's one big rat race Everybodys got a screw face So many 2 face, Checkin their high just like their ready to ride I'm on the inside looking at the outside So it's an accurate reflection City wide, north, east, west and the southside Everywhere I go there's a goon on the corner Guns and drugs cause the citys like a sauna And it's getting warmer, and out of order Tryna put a struggling mother to a morner Mr polititian can you tell me the solution What's the answer, what's the conclusion Is it an illusion, is it I'm a thug I see younger die because they tryna live large And they all say I've no excuse, I just want you to use me Take me and abuse me I got no taboos, I'll make a trade with you Do anything you wa-ant me to Money talks, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh |
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Money talks, listen, money talks, get money
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Money talks, it don't stop, money talks, it don't stop Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Let's go Everybody wants to be famous Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless People act shameless, tryna live like entertainers Want a fat crib with the acres So they spend money that they ain't made yet Got a Benz on tick that they ain't paid yet Spend their paycheck in the West End on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend But they don't care 'cause their life is a movie Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly Truthfully, it's a joke like a bad episode of Hollyoaks Can't keep up with the cover lows So they got bad credit livin' on direct Livin' in debt but they still don't get it 'Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life Fuckin' the high way, livin' large and they all say Money talks, money talks, you got no Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Money talks, money talks, for real, though Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Let me take you down to London city Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty Everybody's on the paper chase, it's one big rat race Everybody's got a screw face, so many two face Checkin' their hide, they set their record to ride I'm on the inside, looking at the outside So it's an accurate reflection citywide All things west and the Southside Everywhere I go, there's a girl on the corner Buns undressed got the city like sauna And it's getting warmer, a lot of water Turn a poor, struggling mother to a mourner Mister politician, can you tell me the solution? What's the answer, what's the conclusion? Is it an illusion, is it a mirage? I see them all go bad because they're tryna live large And they all say, all say I've no excuse, I just want you to use me Take me and abuse me I got no taboos, I'll make a trade with you Do anything you want me to Money talks, money talks, listen Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Money talks, yeah, yeah, money talks, it don't stop Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Yo, we're living in the days of the credit crunch Give me the dough, I'm trying to have a bunch But I can't have raps for lunch It's nothing, enough to share, it ain't fair I never dreamed that it could be rare Who cares who's there to make a change? Everyone's in the club tryna to make it rain But not for fun here, just for the sake of habit Fifteen minutes of fame and everywhere's the same Again and again, I see the same thing Everybody acting like they're playin' Zenden But I see rough seas ahead, maybe a recession And then the depression, then whatever profession This is my confession, I can't fuck, I'm in the forefront Livin' for my new record to start like a bungee jump With no rope, but I ain't tryna see the bottom Because that is where I came from, I ain't forgotten Money talks, money talks, sing it to her Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Money talks, yeah, yeah, money talks, for real Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa |
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Get your passport and your bikini
You need a holiday, come see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And I could change all that so easily Go wild, do your thing, yo take a chance I'll take you to the South of France Like Cannes If anyone can I can We can go shopping in Milan I just hope you understand I hope you see it clear It really don't matter how far or near Cus there's no distance that can stop my persistence There's just a few days in the year Plus I've got class So let's ride that We ain't gotta fly, we can just drive that We can have a rave, we can hire that (?) Won't tell nobody let them find out If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, get away We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, take a holiday We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby Don't judge my passport photo, I know I look loco And I know that my Spanish is so-so But let's try keep that on the low-low Cus we're going Ibiza I've got friends that really wanna meet ya With champagne and a whole lot of love It's all good darling A Blue Marlin will please ya And I'll never let your belly get empty Even when your belly's full you're still sexy We can ride speed boats, we can ride jet skis I'll show you the time of your life if you let me I just want to put a smile on your pretty face If I didn't it'd just be your pretty waist So you look like a girl with a bit of taste So I couldn't take you just any place If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, get away We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, take a holiday We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby I know you're really busy and I know you've got plans But are you really too busy for a sun tan? I ain't talking about walking down the high street I'm talking about laying on a bright white beach With a Pina Colada or whatever you'd rather White wine, that's fine, just give me a lager Then after we'll take a truck to the night spot, the hot spot, the top spot Party around the clock And when we get there they're strictly VIP No ID, security know me No waiting in line, no high entry fee Don't worry about nothing when you're beside me I'll get you lively and loosen you up Have a bit of champagne it'll boost you up I wanna move you up, I wanna take you away So in other words darling, what do you say? If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, get away We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away Drive away, take a holiday We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby |
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