"Bangkok Bandit" lyrics
Took a flight straight out off the country
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Yo
I manifest lots both good and the bad, right now I'm in need of one more
I'ma flip this coin, if I lose I'm done for
Will I make it? Not sure
JK (JK)
Of course, fly boy won't see me like concorde
Smell of success and I don't wear Tom Ford
I drop jaws, all I said is:
Bonjour, Saudika
I'm in Bangkok now and I need more baht
I heard his rap and I keeled over
Need a crypto lick, where's the keyholder?
Since November, haven't been sober
All my dad taught me was 'ni hao ma'
Now I tour Asia for the whole winter
She in Central, packed out the whole sprinter
Took a flight straight out off the country
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah, yeah
I need more P's
Try stay leg' but I need more trees
I'm not tryna trap in my mid-forties
If you still need a box, you can still call me
It's Ramadan, how can you tell porkies?
All the geezers said that my tunes naughty
And my new girl looks like her names Laurie
But I know she's the one for me
And she want that good wood
I'll give her it here on the back of the tuk-tuk
You wanna say up in the rave
Two gun fingers up and (BUP BUP)
I'm from Barnet, need a pavillion
Prolly won't sign for less than a million (no way)
I'm tryna ball like I'm a Brazilian
So I flew BKK with the Killy Dem
Took a flight straight out off the country
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah, yeah
Hah
Barnet to BKK, motherfucker
Book your flight, bitch
Yeah
This quiet lot taking over
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Yo
I manifest lots both good and the bad, right now I'm in need of one more
I'ma flip this coin, if I lose I'm done for
Will I make it? Not sure
JK (JK)
Of course, fly boy won't see me like concorde
Smell of success and I don't wear Tom Ford
I drop jaws, all I said is:
Bonjour, Saudika
I'm in Bangkok now and I need more baht
I heard his rap and I keeled over
Need a crypto lick, where's the keyholder?
Since November, haven't been sober
All my dad taught me was 'ni hao ma'
Now I tour Asia for the whole winter
She in Central, packed out the whole sprinter
Took a flight straight out off the country
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah, yeah
I need more P's
Try stay leg' but I need more trees
I'm not tryna trap in my mid-forties
If you still need a box, you can still call me
It's Ramadan, how can you tell porkies?
All the geezers said that my tunes naughty
And my new girl looks like her names Laurie
But I know she's the one for me
And she want that good wood
I'll give her it here on the back of the tuk-tuk
You wanna say up in the rave
Two gun fingers up and (BUP BUP)
I'm from Barnet, need a pavillion
Prolly won't sign for less than a million (no way)
I'm tryna ball like I'm a Brazilian
So I flew BKK with the Killy Dem
Took a flight straight out off the country
Bye-bye Mumzy, lighting my zoot up
Been quiet for quite some time
But I'm back in the game like bootcuts
Got your ex-girl turnin' my tunes up
Half-white and the other is spice so eat dim sum with bro at the boozer, yeah
I'm throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the bag right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah
Throwing my twos up, twos up, twos up
Bro you're a loser loser loser
I need the right now
I need the moolah, moolah, moolah, yeah
Hah
Barnet to BKK, motherfucker
Book your flight, bitch
Yeah
This quiet lot taking over
