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Pete & Bas
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(Omelette du fromage)
I ride 'round town in a Beamer
Windows black so the feds can't see me
Big bings in the glove box
And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing
I don't wanna get pulled over
I don't wanna ruin my evening
Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer
Mate, I'm speeding
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
Ring, ring, ringing on the mobile phone
Bands locked down in a mobile home
Down to the grow house out in the country
My, look at how they've grown
The wife ain't talking to me right now
'Cause she found two wraps of the cling in the sofa
Shะต was like, "Bas, one more timะต and it's over"
Jesus Christ, and I'm up again
Hands on the wheel at six in the morning
Been dishing those packs to the nits
'Cause the new kitchen, needs installing
And the wife keeps calling
"How much for the heated flooring?"
Calm yourself down
I'm driving the car and I can't keep stalling
I ride 'round town in a Beamer
Windows black so the feds can't see me
Big bings in the glove box
And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing
I don't wanna get pulled over
I don't wanna ruin my evening
Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer
Mate, I'm speeding
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
Speeding this, speeding that
I just got caught in a speeding trap
Can't get caught when I'm dealing packs
And I'm dealing this and I'm dealing that
Felix, gotta feed these cats
I left that trap and it's been intact ever since
Got a big fat cheque from rap
But you know that I can't sit back
Speeding here, speeding there
I speed so fast that I lost my hair
Lost my nut and I smashed his face
His head got caved with a kitchen chair
When it gets cold, I wear my fur coat like a polar bear
Arm strap with the white Moncler
And the short-nosed snub, I keep it there
I ride 'round town in a Beamer
Windows black so the feds can't see me
Big bings in the glove box
And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing
I don't wanna get pulled over
I don't wanna ruin my evening
Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer
Mate, I'm speeding
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Speeding (Speeding)
Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)
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