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



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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 ??



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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your like my dad, your fasion sense is outdated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