04:59

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[Verse 1 - Songer] My boy is a champagne bubbler She got a man, so i tell him 'don't trouble her' He's gonna flirt anyway, he's on job any place and any day Anyway, me, i just wanna get juiced Bellin' my baby, tell her come through Different gravy, love her, that's true Me, i look clean but i spilt my lager Moretti on creps, not Italian shoes Drinks get stolen, but i've hid mine in a place that i can not remember Summertime partyin', nearly November! When i'm like this, how ever can i lose my head? Good vibe music level i'm choosin' Effortless cruisin', everyone moving If you don't dance to the music - *kmt* Wow, not gonna lie, that's dead 1-2 skanking, watch this Me and my girl do salsa Im goin' 100%, no voucher Gun fingers follow gun powder Bun neighbours, let's sing louder And it's greatness, couldn't be prouder Anyone not here.. i'll save you a beer cause missing this one is a howler [Hook] One after two then two after three Whole team barring, puttin' on beats Cal and a barbie, can't even speak His verse is an adlib, D Double E Bodobopa That's a real OG, a real rap mogul, a real MC Me, i'm just M right now, i can't see But we got one life so it's fine by me Bodobopa [Conversation] Guy 1 - Ugghhhh, what time is it, man - Guy 2 - Ahh there he is! It's half past 4 bro, you're good, you're good Guy 1 - Oh, that's not too bad! Guy 2 - Well.. it's 4:59 [Verse 2 - Songer] Half 4 in the morning Stood in some randomer's kitchen, i'm lookin' like Michael Jackson Me, i don't like subtraction Trust me, i don't want lines up front Right now, level is perfect Drink to my right and my left hand swervin' Drink on the side, i'm serving, 'who wants what?' Not you Ethan, you're far too drunk I got my girl stood with me She's never stepped in a room that she weren't the best in Out of the question Mark's just sat on the sofa passed out, just needs resting I'll get him up in a minute Sleepin's gonna get tough in a minute Me, i'll just bring him in the rum, in a minute Cause the vibe is up and it's stuck when i'm in 'ere Drink tastes sweet, i'm neckin' it Won't stop sweatin' it Maggies; up to my neck in it Show me your level, i'll level it Dressed up clean in the yard, two-steppin' it Never did runner or push bike peddlin' Some on a NatWest debit all crushed up pebblin' Right now i'm just settlin' If the vibe just change, i'm deadin' it [Hook] One after two then two after three Whole team barring, puttin' on beats Cal and a barbie, can't even speak His verse is an adlib, D Double E Bodobopa That's a real OG, a real rap mogul, a real MC Me, i'm just M right now, i can't see But we got one life so it's fine by me Bodobopa [Verse 3 - D Double] **Oh my whaard** **Bodo bopbop** **It's Oo-Oo** **OOURGHH OOURGH** She wan' me for water da ting like Jose, Jose Gyal ah get drunk pon' the rose, rose Gyal ah get drunk pon' the rose, WINE Can't be sleepin', it's not that time Show me a signal, show me a sign Grab her, go get her, wine from behind Grab her, go get her, wine to the B-line 'Don't touch dat bottle, right dere, dat's mine!' Tequila, Sambuca Got me feelin' super duper Bangin' the wall and i'm tootin a hooter On the dance floor workin' it out - What happened last night? Still workin' it out Now i got this ting, Italiano Said i'm the one.. like Keano Back to the hotel with Disaronno