| Lyrics: | go, go, go, go, go, go,
go on luv, it's my birthday
you look tarty like its my
birthday
ill buy you a bracardi like its my birthday
and you no im havin' a laugh, it's not
my birthday
Chors x2
you'll find me in the pub,
with a pint of barley,
luv
i've got a fiver if you let me see your juggs
im in there playin darts
i need a
girl in shrubs so,
come fill up my mug before my fag gets stuffed
when i pull up out
front you see me Vauxaull Nova
when i hit the bar it's 10 past before im over
i came to
watch the game 'cos im a blackburn rover
and i munch on eminem's while i'm down and smurred
over
but homie, nothings changed, cash down, bottoms up and
i got a paper cut from rollin
my wrizzler up,
if you watch how i move you'll mistake me for a geeza or gimp,
cos i fell
down my stairs and now i walk with a limp
in the crap bits of crawford the say '50 yo hot'
they like me, i wnat them to love me like lesbian hot
if u go to hemle and hamster then
the'll tell you i'm crazy
'cos i was so drunk and helped a statue with a baby,
but im fully
focused now, tea and coffey on my mind,
got a part-time job at 'daily in crime',
now this
girl jus' love my hair, like my car,
her friend is fit but shes as ugly as a
??
chorusx2
my girlfried's mum gave me the cash,
that bought me all my fancy
stuff,
my couch, my fridge, my plates, my waist, look mum, im tied down
but i aint
changed
and you shuld luv it, well more than you hate it
your like my dad, your fasion sense
is outdated
im that bloke by the car when im on or round
your that wierd guy who never
leaves or makes a sound
when the beats are pumpin' i get my macario on
my mates dr |
