Mix it with whiskey, man I get tipsy And I get frisky, you know the score DJs holla me, MCs follow me This is a robbery, get on the floor Zoots I be blazing, when I'm out raving I don't give a fuck about the feds no more We get more gash than you've had warm dinners I'ma smash this rhythm with the Bad Boy Chillers Mix it with whiskey, man I get tipsy And I get frisky, you know the score DJs holla me, MCs follow me This is a robbery, get on the floor Zoots I be blazing, when I'm out raving I don't give a fuck about the feds no more We get more gash than you've had warm dinners I'ma smash this rhythm with the Bad Boy Chillers MC Dorzi, I'm known as a sick bloke When I'm on the mic all the gash go flip mode Older I get, my flows never get old Ask ye mam, see even your bitch knows Me and my gang drop flames on your anthem We turn sets to a madness You can't live it, [?] Doing what I can do I'ma rhyme monster you smelly little gandy Been an MC since your nan use to take whizz Wired up, chasing my mates round Sainsbury's BD10 madness on a daily basis Straight up boils and crazy ladies I'm a bassline destroyer I've claimed the game, you can't clearly face it Fuck your name [?] So suck your mum I said I'm the greatest Rathid Mix it with whiskey, man I get tipsy And I get frisky, you know the score DJs holla me, MCs follow me This is a robbery, get on the floor Zoots I be blazing, when I'm out raving I don't give a fuck about the feds no more We get more gash than you've had warm dinners I'ma smash this rhythm with the Bad Boy Chillers Yo A for the Pablo Gang straight loco Few bad boys from the BD postcode Lines of the coco Spend til we go broke Lemonade with the ice [?] Boys go sick and the police can't stand it Back-wheel banding 4,4 skanking, nightclub champin' All night dancing Live like bandits, late night antics When we step in the club this shit pops off Put your guns in the air and let shots off When we step in the club the boys go mad Yeah we livin la vida loca Shots of the coca Hopped in a motor Leather gloves on like a chauffer Serving so kosha Drive that shit likes it's stole I put my foot down and smoke 'em, yo Okay, here we come and play I'm blacked out with the boys in that naughty range And if I see blue lights bring that sock to breaks We take that bitch off road, then we hop the pave I'm in that remapped dinger, and it's off the mid 3 boys in the back and it love to shift Feeling like a villain when I hit the road 2 lines of the white and it's strictly coke Few boys in the VIP, we're just floating Hit the club pass the mic let's go sick Eyes on me when I roll in Pull up in a whip it's stolen, yo Chiller crew the boys are pure loose Took a little chase from the blues and twos Look back, dropped it Red light, shocked him Foot down lost it, keep back [?] A for the Pablo, girls wanna salsa Bitch, I'ma charva, I ain't no gangsta Girls from Leeds town, boys from Bradford Part time nutcase, full time bastard Lines of the cocaine, shots of the 'buca 4G shots and a ten pound snooter Living this life never thought I would Still pratting these birds when I'm 41 Mix it with whiskey, man I get tipsy And I get frisky, you know the score DJs holla me, MCs follow me This is a robbery, get on the floor Zoots I be blazing, when I'm out raving I don't give a fuck about the feds no more We get more gash than you've had warm dinners I'ma smash this rhythm with the Bad Boy Chillers