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I go back like La Cosa Nostra When I had fake ID for my vodka 85 pence, I was jumping the fence And the teacher hated my posture Now I'm on a poster, now I'm on a roster Now it's all Starbucks and it's all Costa Looking like a fly weight, but I'm no boxer Bro, I want a Focus, I don't want a Boxster Ain't no mobster, I just want a lager Lost on the horses, I'm like my father Lost my lighter, broke my charger Never had a Gucci, never had a Prada But I've had a good time and a bit of drama Don't like korma, but I like karma I'm like Peter, look at this parka Trigga and Bassman, that's a little darker Mauger, ringing up Rita Jack for 20 pound, got to repeat her Girlfriend acting a diva, 'cause I ain't seen her Glass of the malt but it's only a teaser Locs, sicker than fever Saturday night, I'm all eager I'm from Cardiff and I love Cardiff But I'm not Cardiff when I play FIFA Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home, I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking I go back like Sidewinder Raw Fake ID for the door, 16 on the dance floor Bet you I took one more, please don't look at my jaw I'm with the same MC's that I was back then But back then there was a few more I don't need no champagne campaign I can have a good night when I got a score I'll be out 'til four, home at nine Text my girl, tell her I'm fine I done a spliff, you done a line Thought you quit, you do all the time I'm in my zone, I'm not in my prime It used to be we, but now I'm like I'm Still get caught for a perfect crime Lucky that I was a bad boy in grime Yeah, I still got things to do And this one's hotter than vindaloo Still chat shit up on the interview And my friends still turn one into two, I got things for you I got things to say Kick to your face if you're in the way Radio, I still got a spin today 'Nuff man wanna chat shit if you wanna chat shit then think away Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking (Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking) Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking I go back like La Cosa Nostra When I had fake ID for my vodka 85 pence, I was jumping the fence And the teacher hated my posture Now I'm on a poster, now I'm on a roster Now it's all Starbucks and it's all Costa Looking like a fly weight, but I'm no boxer Bro, I want a Focus, I don't want a Boxster Ain't no mobster, I just want a lager Lost on the horses, I'm like my father Lost my lighter, broke my charger Never had a Gucci, never had a Prada But I've had a good time and a bit of drama Don't like korma, but I like karma I'm like Peter, look at this parka Trigga and Bassman, that's a little darker H, ringing up Rita Jack for 20 pound, got to repeat her Girlfriend acting a diva, 'cause I ain't seen her Glass of the malt but it's only a teaser Locs, sicker than fever Saturday night, I'm all eager I'm from Cardiff and I love Cardiff But I'm not Cardiff when I play FIFA Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not (Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking Who's up at this time of morning? Calling, all of my heads'll start yawning Warning, bottle of brandy's still pouring Gotta get a taxi home I'm not walking)
Writer(s): Michael Shane Buccilli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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