Butterfingers - Hook Up lyrics

I might be skinny but to stop me getting thinner Waitresses hook me up with my lunch and my dinner I know every face in the place in the Valley And when I'm outta cash they put my hash browns on the tally Or they shout me they wanna know about the shenanigans It's a dull day without me yo Like Joe co*ker when I wake up I'm a shocker Pa** on the latte they know I like a moccha In this mecca's neck of the woods I get respected And one thing I know is that it's good to be connected Everywhere I go I get discounted clothes Free entry at shows for me and all my bros and sisters I rap the tongue twisters and if you don't like it you can come and kiss this Cause I'll be doin' it while your still f**in' around You call me lucky like I found twenty bucks on the ground I got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew I got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew Break out the bag bring it back to the bucket Better get a bit of credit cause I never said f** it Choppin' up ya nugget cuttin' beats on the regular Coughin' up chunks and delete all competitors Bullsh** I said its the full clique I hang with the cool kids that I went to school with Some get pregnant the crew gets bigger I figure the family will grow but I'm happy to deliver Break beats not babies and make these rhythms Blaze these joints from Enoggera to Wynnum All the women in the area make some noise Everytime I kick a rap with the Valley Trash boys so f** toys and bullsh** artists Cause doublehats knows home's where the heart is Spark this ism with my closest mates We roasted fate with bros in the pineapple state Ate Marijuana cake for breakfast To wreck this emcee collectors of resin and readily Fingers that are bu*tery stoned utterly immaculate And suddendly I come back to it We've got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew We've got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew I'm sharp like a thistle and I whistle like a scud Missle this old man standing here is my blood It's the bu*terfinger boys here to tell you whats up Anton turn the amps on and crank 'em up So the the crowd can hear us louder and clearer Got ya head rockin' like a shot of opal nera I don't drive a Camira but it's all good Still rollin' in the Holden (not the Kingswood!) Hangin' for a hit of the sh** we're cooking up I'm on it like a comet so I keep ya lookin' up Tonight we're rollin' dice so it's time I shook 'em up I always liked it on the mic so it's time I took it up As a profession and I'm guessin' it's a natural progession From here to fame but the game is a messin' With my head better off dead? No I think not cause look what I've got We've got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew We've got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew bu*terfinger motherf**ers have got the hook up That always comes through You gotta stay connected To the mad mad crew We've got the hook up That always comes through The mad mad crew