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Lirik Lagu Fig Jam - Butterfingers

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I woke up this morning, but I didn't wake'Til the afternoon, because I slept in lateWith a great mental state and a date with destinyI'll roll down the block without a copper even stressin' meLet alone arrestin' me or giving me a ticketIt's coming into summer, and the weather's fucking wickedSo I figured I'd be hitting the beachLook at skinny-dipper's titties and get something to eatAfter half a pound of chips and a flounder burgerI was sitting on my arse like a council workerReminising about being pissed off aboutMy house burning down to the ground, and being out on my arseBefore my change of fortuneNow I score tunes, don't get up before noonSo your mama's on the head of my knobAnd it's better than heading to my dead-end jobBecause the boss was a cockhead when I was a clerkSo I clocked him - and now I don't workIt's beautiful day, and I can use a cliche, cause"I am the greatest!" ...like Cassius Clay
I got the world at my feet, and my toe jam's nastyFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask meI couldn't give a shit about your corporate hierachyFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask me
Ahhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking manAhhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking manAhhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking manAhhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking man
I rock around in track-and-thongsFucked off a buck-of-bongsIf you don't like it, you can come suck a long dick.'Cause I'm brit pop, all the way to hip hopI get so plastered, you'd think I'm drinking gyp-rockBut I'm shit-hot, no matter how you look at itAnd my lyrics make you wanna read the book-a-let'Don't - 'cause I'm cooking it like the iron chef!That's why I'm deaf, up to the high clef
Figjam!The rhymes are fat like Chief Wiggum and in factI never lack it's like a magic pack of Tim TamsWeatherduck snobs and you sucking on a give-a-damn, so good on the cutThey should call me Edward Scissorhands
So give a hand for me and my associates ... (You suck!)Well that's just inappropriateSmoke me a kipper, bitchI'm from the Ipa-switchSide of town, don't forget to write it down(West side, eeee!)What the fuck? It ain't gangster rap!Think you're tougher, then you'd probably suffer wanker's crampAnd I'll thank you to fuck right offProfessional fuckwits, take one night off
I'm Evil Eddie with a rock-steady microphone masteryFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask meAs a concept, the intellect can't grasp meFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask me
Ahhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking man!Ahhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking man!Ahhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking man!Ahhhh! I can't believe how good I am, I'm the motherfucking man!
I got the strong profile, without the help of rhinoplastyFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask meKicking arse in the cha, but you can't class meFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask meI just had a threesome with ya moma and your auntyFigjam!Fuck I'm good, just ask meAnd they're coming back this arvo for the bukkake partyFigjam!My dick is bigger than a wigwam!And you can see my peepee three feet above the tvAnd if you are getting very sleepy, wake up!(these cunts need a shape up)
I'm a jet-set, go-getter, but I got a vendettaJust got a death threat over the phoneBetter go lay low, under ground, like a bilbyFigjam!Chill man, people wanna kill me!But I don't let that bullshit sweat meI'm at ya mama's if you wanna come and get me,You shady fuck, I may be stuckIn a crazy situation but I'm favoured by lady luckYou wanna stop me? You'd Wanna do it properly?[Blam blam]Ah fuck! Somebody shot me!