"Olé (We Are England)" lyrics

"Olé (We Are England)"
(feat. S1lva, M1llionz & Morrisson)

[Intro:]
Crowd chanting Olé

[S1lva:]
Look
Olé Olé
Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (We're bringing it home)
Bringing it home
Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (Let's go, let's go)
Olé Olé
Get them a pint, get me a lighter (Get me a lighter)
Ten in the box, bro on the wing
But he's a striker (Grrr)
Olé Olé
Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (We're bringing it home)
Bringing it home
Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (Let's go, let's go)
Olé Olé
Get them a pint, get me a lighter (Get me a lighter)
Ten in the box, bro on the wing
But he's a striker (Grrr)
Olé Olé

[Konan:]
Sourcerer
'Fore music it was Harry and Kane
My young G put on the bally and came
On the attack like Danny and James (Maddison)
Don't need no practice, shoot like Rashford
Grab it and aim (Kaboom)
Sweet one with a Birkin
She know I got Sterling medallion chains (Urgh)
She love when I go deeper (Nasty)
She good with her throat
Go ask Pope, this 1 is a keeper
Sweet Mamacita (Come 'ere)
Hates it when I play Fifa (Ooh)
Take off the dom She like how it feel
You know I'm a pleaser

[Krept:]
Slide like Trent when it's time for the mazza
Score like Razza
Shoot like Gazza (Brrr)
Do it like Jadon
Check the account, see the amount
Then they think man are Mason
Them boy not sure, mans telling 'em
Call up the young G's
You know what it is when I'm belling 'em
Who's on Krept then?
Like man won't check them when the ting rise like Declan

[S1lva:]
Olé Olé
Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (We're bringing it home)
Bringing it home
Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (Let's go, let's go)
Olé Olé
Get them a pint, get me a lighter (Get me a lighter)
Ten in the box, bro on the wing
But he's a striker (Grrr)
Olé Olé
Hands in the air, we're bringing it home, huh (We're bringing it home)
Bringing it home
Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (Let's go, let's go)
Olé Olé
Get them a pint, get me a lighter (Get me a lighter)
Ten in the box, bro on the wing
But he's a striker (Grrr)

[Morrisson:]
Morrisson (Olé Olé)
Oi oi
Look at who's stepped on the field
Deckerz with the tekkerz
Double tap shoot, now it's bout to get real
I got a team full of drillers, it's active
Team work makes the dream work, that's gang shit (Gang shit)
Now everybody's screaming 3 Lions (3 Lions)
Like the Lions got nicked for the mad ting (Nicked for the mad ting, 3 Lions)
Shoot and score three times that's a hat-trick
Put him in a box, Like Harry and Rashford
We shoot on sight, don't slip that's a tactic (Woosh)
With a 45 like Half-Time
When we step, don't get in our way
The 'caine just landed fresh off the plane
English boy's on the Mexican wave

[M1llionz:]
Just scouted a young boy from O
To bring stones back and forth like a set piece tactic
Niggas get left back if they ain't sure
To run in this line you got to be match fit
Right foot shot and a chest shot too
One minute extra time could I head in the hat-trick?
The kid got called off, I couldn't hit targets
So it's back to training for extra practice
Pre-match conference, defence wanna slide
Think he should of picked the 4 for the glide
If the opps can't attack and cross from the side
I'll send him right back like Nathaniel Clyne
Them boy just cap, they ain't got stripes on their arm
Man I'll do it in my Jordans casually
Them times, away trips to Stoke-on-Trent
Me and my codie would chill at the back

[S1lva:]
Olé Olé
Hands in the air, we're bringing it home (Lagga)
Bringing it home
Missin' the match, got Cal on the phone (Let's go, let's go)
Olé Olé
Get them a pint, get me a lighter (Get me a lighter)
Ten in the box, bro on the wing
But he's a striker (Grrr, woi woi)

Shocked when she heard that I'm from Brazil
On the pitch they're calling me José (Hi José)
Must be the latino in me
When I'm runnin' man down, got me screamin' out Olé
Slide, attack, get him flicked (Flicked)
We slide on pavin' strips (Strips)
Do tricks when the baddie with me
But she thinks that I'm tapped and my IG stinks (Woi woi woi)
Told bro that we got another match tonight (Yo bro)
Don't stutter or blink (Don't stutter)
Man still roll with 11 on print
Tryna score goals like Lingz
Still tryna score goals no Fifa
No Fifa, got sent off the pitch (Yo)
Got sent off the pitch (Yo)
Got a red card slip (Slip slip)
Olé Olé
Come slide over them sides
Know that we did that
I was 15 in the park
Hella time in the cage, bare flip-flaps
Olé Olé
Done swing it and shaved
Done know that we did that (Did that)
Broad day, bitch get him
Split him in 2 tryna drop the defender
Ay broski peel that (Peel that)
Been in the field from young
Bare Olé Olé's and flick that (Flick that, flick that)
She in love with the dance, loving that stance
Love how I spill that, huh (Oi)
Olé Olé
Broad day, bitch get him
Split him in 2 tryna drop the defender

Olé Olé (Olé Olé)
Olé Olé (Olé Olé)


Writer(s): Casyo Johnson, Ellis Taylor, John Morrison, Karl Wilson, Miguel Cunningham, Petterson Martins
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