Come out with your hands on your head Turn the rap music off and step away from the stereo Put the rap album down Leave MC Hammer alone, turn it off Right
With his shoes like Dick Turpin across his waist he wears a sash Sportin' top hat with a pocket watch too With the tallest member of the Goldie lookin
Serious man, your fuckin' missus is nuts, My missus is nuts an' all, She rings me at least forty times a day, Serious. I seen you last night, you were
pill Don't worry - I'll sort out the bill Supported by the DHSS With family allowance, We'll sort out the mess What's it gonna take, to get your attention A tracksuit and gold
bits of plastic I leaves mine in it cause it tastes fantastic Skunk costs too much, I can't see the appeal Of smoking Port Rocky, Soap Bar or Gold Seal
pill Don't worry, I'll sort out the bill Supported by the DHSS With family allowance, we'll sort out the mess What's it gonna take to get your attention? A tracksuit and gold
I need to shift this draw quick as fuck Flip the cash and take my cut It's really powerful, it's so strong But I'm sellin' it fast and it's nearly all
-you knows it F-f-fresh bra F-f-fresh bra Y-y-you knows it F-f-fresh bra N-n-nineteen eighty three G-G-Goldie Lookin Chain G-G-Goldie Lookin Chain
Hey, lick the tip, why dontcha In 1983, a team of crack draw enthusiasts created a masterplan A design for a way of livin' so revolutionary, so groundbreaking
I need to shift this draw quick as fuck Flip the cash and take my cut It's really powerful, it's so strong But I'm selling it fast and it's nearly all
car so I use a space hopper Bouncin' to the window, cut my head, show stopper I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny boppers I want police protection from 87 coppers I wanna go gold
Benatone Spectrum, Pacman, Commodore ZX-81, Donkey Kong, fucking high score Push it to the limit, couldn't push it any more Wanna be a fucking robot after
That's right you know what I'm saying Your mother's offered me the goods, I'm not paying It started as a laugh, as a bit of a joke Summit funny to say
Eggsy: Alright tonight we got top entertainer Tim West Country a.k.a Billy Webb! Bill son, what's been going on in town centre tonight? Billy: Well loadsa
Goldie, por que did you go? You said you'd always hold me But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold Yes, you run away with me Acapulco gold (Oh Goldie
Somethin' 'bout the Goldie in me Somethin' 'bout an Oakland mack When I hear this song It makes an O.G. feel phat Somethin' 'bout the Goldie in me Somethin
