Gwolla - Monster Florence, S. Samuel, S.Samuel

Oh you lying oh you lying man

How they saying we the best I think they might be lying man

Oh your lying hope she lying

Only fucked the bitch 7 times I think it might be mine

Henny mixed with that haze

Side table like the spurs front two that’s Erikson next to that Kane

That Sony Sony Erickson

Darling behave you only fuck on first dates

How them man keep changing their face them man some Nicholas cage

And I think I’m iron man

I think these 3 smart pills might must have dumb me down Harvey Price in fact

I don’t think I like you man

Cut you off I need pliers man

Mike Myers with admirer’s man

Paul Walker on a icy track

I promise that this my final lap

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

Scrolling on Instagram

Looking for a chick to bang

Cause' me and girl had plans this weekend

But I never stick to plans

500mg I’m spinning round on ceiling fans

She kicked me out said don’t come back

You can’t ban me I’m in a band

You can’t ban me I quit already

Ead’s gone, Like Ed n Eddy

Charged up I’m every ready

It always snows in February

It February all year around

I’m bringing gear around

What a time to be alive

Yeah what a guy to be around

I’m fizzy

Break of a bit of the ham and roll it up

Smoke it like salmon

Studio session with Sam in

Man what fuck are planning

Fuck are they plotting?

Buzz like a bumble bee I need pollen

Give me that precious honey I’m Gollum

Where is it?

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

Ima' Stan firm n' kill Kenny

(God dammit)

You can act worse yeah real deadly

You’d believe in a flat earth to be edgy

Your little man purse will get emptied

Gimme ‘that pack ya burning ain’t smelly

Tryna' be cool but you man all need credit

And you’re still going 2 quid’s in on a benners

Fucking Pathetic

Now I’m with two fit chicks on hallucinogens

Racked one fat line n' I hoovered it

Told her 3 times I’m a hooligan with super dick so come shall we do this thing

Wrap a cape round ya face lemme prove it quick

Vandalise the pumps unruliness

Beat ya back till it cracks never move again

Dick all got her crippled in a loony bin

I ain’t sorry

I ain’t lit I ain’t rich I ain’t worried

Got a Chinese bit but she’s more into Wallace

So, I’m a keep bopping

An throw out my arms like which one of you want it

I heard ya mix CD geez n' mate all of its bollocks

Wish I ain’t bothered

You just don’t wanna get left like it’s Conors

(you'll do nothing)

You should just stop it

I’m just being honest

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and spend it on mumma

Pound euro yen dollar

Get it and fuck who I wanna

My boys got a big bag of gear in the city

And he’s up for sharing it with me

He’s on his way to the pub, I’ll be there in a jiffy

Now I’ve got a beer and a ciggy

I’m sipping on the beer as I stare at a fitty

Her tits are scaring me stiffy

She looks in my eyes as I stare at her tittie’s

Tonight, I ain’t wearing a jimmy

I walk in the place in my sickest gear

Looking like Richard Gere

Sniffing Gear

Tryna' make 50 beers disappear into thin air

Vanish

Yeah boi I’d relapse in rehab

Hey man where’s the weed at and E tabs

Yeah gimme gimme gimme

Let’s put flowers in her hair hug some trees and lick some tree sap

Take downers and stare at the TV and sink in bean bags

Chilled out never apprehensive

I want that lethal weapon that Patsy Kensit

With good gag reflexes

To give me a Thai massage with a happy ending