[Verse 1 - Dabbla]
Yo
Let me start from the edge, are you in it for the wedge?
Or are you in it for the love?
Rub-a-dub bottle of bud up in the club and you're gonna see more of my ugly mug
I got sixteens blood, I got Tek's, got eight balls stashed in my creps
Got knifes, got guns, got vests, nar man shut up you're a pest
On the pest list, you little s** balls
You can never touch my style don't test this
Dylectic, switch back for the metric
Shake your cough like domestics
When I'm in the yo let me bill the next spliff
I be giving aromatic duck if your necks stiff
Cause I b**h slap any man who wanna try and prep this
Strictly big tings ya b**h!
Goody goody gum drops, 'low the gun shots
Come through in my brand new Dunlops
Wanna cotch and bun, I know a one spot
Bounce out I be down at the jump off
Get this c*nt off he can't MC, boy I ain't no radio friendly
Never this, chatting gibberish for the cheese
In a scene wearing flashed jeans without a bean, hell no!
I roll with a f**ed up flow
Look, look, both ways like the Highway Code
Be like, 'Yo, come back to my place yo?'
'No..', 'What dya mean you little MySpace hoe?!'
Switch, ignorance is bliss but here this
It's criss with two s's, give you two guesses
Had a few bevvies, rolling through Ess**
Hanging out the window in a right old mess singing
[Hook - Dabbla]
'Wha'ppnin darlin', beg your pardon'
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
Don't f** about now, show me them funbags
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
Summink, summink, summink
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
You slaaag, you love it, tramp
[Verse 2 - Orifice Vulgatron]
Ergh, I just wanna see your b**bs
Rub up your udders with a bucket of my lube
I just wanna touch those b**bs
You know bum bussers look buff in the nude
And I don't give a f** about your dude
I just wanna muscle up on that and get lude, get screwed
Cover your face with the goo
You don't run away you get a plate full of food
Cause trust me I'm hungry, I'm a bungy jungly
And I'm all up in your country, you can tell your mum to come s** me
Guess what? Mans hung like a donkey
Manna in it for the realness
Not sure cause I'm hung like a horse is
Ere what, now listen up gorgeous
Just give us a rate love nobody's flawless
But I'm here to play, seize the day
Getting with a fat birds a piece of cake
So feed the way, I'll be that seedy bre
You leads the way, deep into your beaver late
So get greedy in a sec b**h
Get freaky like a crack fiend, in a deep of a fat hit
And if your man thinks he can come and match this
I'll text him he's deep, whilst I'm deep in your snatches
Attractive? Yes tick the box
But yes b**h, yes just tick the box
I'll take your creps and then nick your socks
And if you don't let me in then I'll just pick the locks
Now I'm in the door, breaking your jaw
Here goes the see-saw, girldem are screaming, balling, hee-haw
But if that's not enough just ask to see more
[Hook - Dabbla & Orifice Vulgatron]
'Wha'ppnin darlin', beg your pardon'
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
Slaaag
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
Fat f**ing b**h
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
I'll f**ing 'ave ya, I want you
Get your tits aat, get your tits aat
And your f**ing mum
Get your rat out, get your rat out
[Outro - Orifice Vulgatron]
Ey up f**ing get ya rat oot
Get ya rat oot, ya f**ing smelly b**h
Smelly f**ing b**h
Get your f**ing tits aat and ya rat
And ya f**ing rat
Tit, rat, tit, tit, rat, tit, ta-rat, tit
Tara, ya bumbaclat p**y