Roots Manuva - One Thing lyrics

OK y'all. The simple truth is... One thing leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing A simple thing, money. Look at him money Comes to my head, like it came to a head O crack it off, look at these eggs Poached and scrambled, my preamble Amble's over, no Land Rover So what the heck are you doin in Surrey? You don't look new, you seem to ate money How could we hate the queen, when the social Bill seems so obscene and it helped to create the scene That put the people where the people be here And its also open lee here Got the taste for the finest E here One thing leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing A simple thing, money. Look at him money Damn fool I am I lost my cool, o hooligan It's where the ish began, walkers crisp ball crisp be yan Lookin all Christian, the geezer called Jesus is the leader of a gang My gang flow do promote the holy ghost, praise his name invoke the holy ghost When I shake my tambourine I shake that ever so keenly My only wish is to get a Lamborghini My girlfriend loves snakeskin bikinis One thing leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing, leads to the next thing A simple thing, money. Look at him money One thing Oh baby