Lunar C, Minas - Words from Minas lyrics
[Lunar C, Minas - Words from Minas lyrics]
That's what I said what's that?
Oh fuck off he'll
Never fucking know a difference
Anyway fuck the dickhead
Anyway I gotta crack hun I got a verse to
Record i'll see you down th' road anyway
Alright care alright
Hey hey we're the steam team
People say I should get a job
But, I'm too busy steam team
So everyone can fuck off
(Don't be a bell end man)
I'm not a piss head, I just drink a lot
Whether it's gin or scotch
I twist tops 'til I'm in box
I've been a boss tapping up my fish tank
I'm not quittin' 'til I've seen
Off a six pack
Fish Tank Abbott, where's all fat lasses?
I'm up at Jack Flashes
Getting all' steamers in
I tell ya what lad, he is a fucking fella
Oi fat lad, sort us out another steamer
I'm not a rapper, I'm a fat lad with banter
I swim in a puddle
And wipe my arse with me sock
Three sheets to wind, what weekly binge
Five sheets, four steamers
And some cheesy chips plenty ketchup, yeah?
I do a steamer wit' best of em
Hashfinger? Mexican heritage, Lesbian
Lunar, Cunt wheres these drinks?
Alright fat lad, but ya shit still stinks
Pipe down will ya? I'm eating me tea
Lunar, Lunar, Lunar C!
What do ya call at frisbee
That don't come back? A frisbee
I like Battenburg, burgers and brandy snap
And loads of other stuff like
I quite like scotch eggs
But I don't like to eat scotch you know
I'll just have hard boiled egg boys
You alright, alright, I can't I
Can't with me crisps
I can't-I can't fucking lie you know
I mean prawn cocktail crisps
Who the fuck don't like them?
You know what I mean, you
Know what I'm saying, don't ya?
Yeah so, just-just-just raff on the phone
Oh fuck off he'll
Never fucking know a difference
Anyway fuck the dickhead
Anyway I gotta crack hun I got a verse to
Record i'll see you down th' road anyway
Alright care alright
Hey hey we're the steam team
People say I should get a job
But, I'm too busy steam team
So everyone can fuck off
(Don't be a bell end man)
I'm not a piss head, I just drink a lot
Whether it's gin or scotch
I twist tops 'til I'm in box
I've been a boss tapping up my fish tank
I'm not quittin' 'til I've seen
Off a six pack
Fish Tank Abbott, where's all fat lasses?
I'm up at Jack Flashes
Getting all' steamers in
I tell ya what lad, he is a fucking fella
Oi fat lad, sort us out another steamer
I'm not a rapper, I'm a fat lad with banter
I swim in a puddle
And wipe my arse with me sock
Three sheets to wind, what weekly binge
Five sheets, four steamers
And some cheesy chips plenty ketchup, yeah?
I do a steamer wit' best of em
Hashfinger? Mexican heritage, Lesbian
Lunar, Cunt wheres these drinks?
Alright fat lad, but ya shit still stinks
Pipe down will ya? I'm eating me tea
Lunar, Lunar, Lunar C!
What do ya call at frisbee
That don't come back? A frisbee
I like Battenburg, burgers and brandy snap
And loads of other stuff like
I quite like scotch eggs
But I don't like to eat scotch you know
I'll just have hard boiled egg boys
You alright, alright, I can't I
Can't with me crisps
I can't-I can't fucking lie you know
I mean prawn cocktail crisps
Who the fuck don't like them?
You know what I mean, you
Know what I'm saying, don't ya?
Yeah so, just-just-just raff on the phone