A new day, another morning after
Leanin back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria
Last night was some beer-lairy-ness done our way
But again we're back in the light of day
Chatting shit sitting at the wall table, telling jokes
Playin' with the salt looking out the window
Girl brings two plates of full English over
With plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried tomato
Get my phone out, 'bout give this girl a shout
See if she had a nice time last night uptown
Ask if she fancies tryin' it again some time
Then Cal grabs the phone like (Oy-oy-oy-oy)
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself
Seriously Mike, you fucker
No! No! No! I mean, I'll fucking, I'm no way really trying
I mean I'll fucking, I can take it or leave it, believe
And then Calvin's like (Oy)
You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back
Quit starin' into space and eat your snack, that's that
She'll want you much more for not hangin' on
Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
Why should she be the one who decides
Whether it's off or on, or on, or off or on?
Now the girl's rude, I know she's rude
But she screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself
And I'm like, honestly it's not like that
Your actin' like I'm prancin' like a sap
Jumping when she claps and that
(Oy) do you really think I act whack
Cause I'm telling you I'm serving the aces
And it's game, set and match!
Perfectly in control of this goal, I've got the lead role
Won't be folding, I'm older than you told
Girl sold, high speed's gold
Game over, game over, too cold
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself
Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself
Oh-yeah, hold it down boy it's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
That girl is she's smelly all her pants
She must have crap and fucker and strimp' inna tiff'
That shit, you gotta get it nigga
You still recording, well yeah!
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