Versatile - Terminal 1 lyrics

{intro} Casper: oh baby, always golden, never folding, neck on frozen, baby show them.. i like that. sexy... it’s sexy! owww what a bloody buzz! {verse 1} Eskimo: I never gave a fu*k about yous, being honest, no one does it better than us, that’s being modest, every other night rolls in to being on it I’m like marcellus, she’s like mia wallace (coke head) Them boys can’t keep our names out their mouths, their girlfriends can’t keep my dick out their mouth (no way) We don’t have to havе a straightener, it’s not my fault she’s likе that when she has a bit of paint in her No hassle no stress, you don’t need to pay me back it’s all good, no sweat, no hassle no stress, never living in the past, straight on to the next, straight on to the best, dj spin the decks, rose gold tint on the ray-ban specks, we’re all buzzing for a tint and a steam Yeah what we thinking? (let me tell ya) {verse 2} Casper: Champagne pop, baby make that drop, do the ringsend bop and we boss it Usain bolt from a squad car, mop the floor with the c*nts and they lost us Doggy’s in the back and he’s bagging up haze, while the boys chop pat with a natalie wade, it’s a nasty aul’ game but we have to be paid, b*tches looking good- will ya marry me babe? Make a fat hole bounce, make a fat hole bounce, all the coke who*es want a tester from me ounce, baby show the cash or the boys will show you out, no doubt all the blogger b*tches horny for me clout Get to work pal, roll up a fat yoke, if ya didn’t chip in that’s your last toke, badger sh*te haze that’s mad smoke, take two tokes you’ll be paro off your banjo {verse 3} Eskimo: I’m paro off the nut, i went 365 long days off the stuff, now ya know i know the suss, i’m sipping jd with ice, no mixer in the cup, top it up now you’re rolling with the big dogs, outburst never noticing the sh*t talk (never noticing the sh*t talk), we knock it back like we’re dipsos, we’re a different gravy, fu*k bisto, pump it, i let it go sometimes, everybody wanna let it go sometimes, drop into your ma, make sure she’s alright, snort a line of hash then we go all night, she knows me, mvp since ‘96, i get the job done then leave the kip quick, don’t talk sh*t if you’re prone to sh*t bricks, i’m keeping it lit from dublin city to the sticks {verse 4} Casper: Yeah.. and the next time we’re booking a flight i’m taking the window seat. i don’t give a bollox, there’ll be no more bickering about it (awww) I’m going going, somewhere tropic on a boeing boeing 747, drinks flowing flowing, got dough in dough in, now anywhere i go it does be snowing snowing, they all gossip, they don’t know us, fu*k the chit chat we’re above it, it’s below us, we rock in, they all notice, they’re throwing roses, and i split the dancefloor in half like i’m moses, bring the rosé moët my way, dj gon’ play any song that i say, all the boys groove with a smile on their face, god it feels good when you’re winning everyday, been a long long journey from the gutter, staring at the stars every night till you become one, done it all for me family and loved ones, now it’s champagne on the yacht when we’re sunning