"Organ" lyrics
You're listening to the sounds of the BBCC
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Yo, yo
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Yeah I'm only spendin' money, I'ma pull up on her
Fingers on the throttle, pull it back and pop it like a bottle
Catch me on the block with Sam, drivin' like I'm on a ban
Packs from overseas, they call me keys, we got them on demand
I just flipped her bucks, it made me roddy-rich, and I don't owe a thing
I tell her, "Bend it back and throw a bit", I be goin' in
I'm that little bugger from the West-Yorks
Pull up in that red bar, just do it 'til we get caught
I be where the party's at, it's time to take over
I ain't in no footman car, I'm in that Range Rover
Buddha's in the back, I'ma put us on the map
We gon' party 'til we clap 'cause we don't ever stay sober
G-G-Goose in my cup, blue's in my sock, losin' my nut
Crew's in the truck; who's tryna fuck?
I got tens that'll drop jaws, smellin' like Tom Ford
Fuck her 'til my cock's saw, watch out, I might fuck yours!
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Speedin' from the Feds, needle to the red
Beamin' in the Benz, schemin' 'til the end, see me as a threat
Untie my people in the pen, haters on the way
She know how I plug, she gon' bring it in, we be gettin' bread
I just hopped out of that three litre Bimmer
I swear that shit off the meter, I'm fresh, I'm rockin' new seasons
You're talkin' wet, Aquafina, brand new whip from the dealer
Make your bitch wanna leave ya, I got some shit I can teach ya
I'm sippin' straight off the rocks, I'll be racin' the cops
Bitch I'm breakin' the clock but I ain't breakin' my watch
I got drink in my cup, I be stinkin' a bud
And if the neighbours are asleep, then we wakin' them up!
I'ma party like a rockstar probably 'til I'm dead
Bag of Charlie, give me ten, I mix Bacardi with the gin
I'm goin' barmy with the pen, I want the 'Rari and the Benz
I ain't stoppin' gettin' money 'til there's Carti' on my limbs, ay!
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Yo, yo
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Yeah I'm only spendin' money, I'ma pull up on her
Fingers on the throttle, pull it back and pop it like a bottle
Catch me on the block with Sam, drivin' like I'm on a ban
Packs from overseas, they call me keys, we got them on demand
I just flipped her bucks, it made me roddy-rich, and I don't owe a thing
I tell her, "Bend it back and throw a bit", I be goin' in
I'm that little bugger from the West-Yorks
Pull up in that red bar, just do it 'til we get caught
I be where the party's at, it's time to take over
I ain't in no footman car, I'm in that Range Rover
Buddha's in the back, I'ma put us on the map
We gon' party 'til we clap 'cause we don't ever stay sober
G-G-Goose in my cup, blue's in my sock, losin' my nut
Crew's in the truck; who's tryna fuck?
I got tens that'll drop jaws, smellin' like Tom Ford
Fuck her 'til my cock's saw, watch out, I might fuck yours!
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Speedin' from the Feds, needle to the red
Beamin' in the Benz, schemin' 'til the end, see me as a threat
Untie my people in the pen, haters on the way
She know how I plug, she gon' bring it in, we be gettin' bread
I just hopped out of that three litre Bimmer
I swear that shit off the meter, I'm fresh, I'm rockin' new seasons
You're talkin' wet, Aquafina, brand new whip from the dealer
Make your bitch wanna leave ya, I got some shit I can teach ya
I'm sippin' straight off the rocks, I'll be racin' the cops
Bitch I'm breakin' the clock but I ain't breakin' my watch
I got drink in my cup, I be stinkin' a bud
And if the neighbours are asleep, then we wakin' them up!
I'ma party like a rockstar probably 'til I'm dead
Bag of Charlie, give me ten, I mix Bacardi with the gin
I'm goin' barmy with the pen, I want the 'Rari and the Benz
I ain't stoppin' gettin' money 'til there's Carti' on my limbs, ay!
Ride it, ride it, we with that
'Cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
Said I came to party, she just wanna ride it, ride it
We with that 'cause we pump it up, we get that fucker higher
We red-linin' at the Cottie like it's fuckin' minor
I got that liquor in my cup, I said I came to party
I said I came to party, she just wanna
Writer(s): Kane Welsh, Samuel Robinson, Gareth Kelly
