Wowzers - Lunar C

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Lunar C, Hashfinger

Yo, Lunar C, Hashfinger

Yo, yo, yo

Cold since a kid, I was brought up not to care

Big bin liner full of weed under the stairs

Don’t act like you’re rolling when you know you wouldn’t dare

Don’t act like my bro, when I was broke you wasn’t there

Getting jiggy with it, big willy in it

Might sniff a line of cheng, boy it’s been a minute

I’m not living right, I’m dead wrong

I’m just hoping I live to write my next song

Posh chick got a cottage in the Cotswolds

I’m going for the head like Lee Harvey Oswald

Don’t chat to me, you was born out of your dad’s pum

Your mother’s got a man-bun and people call her handsome

Woah

Wowzers

I’m not tryna get into your trousers

Slow down

I’m offended and astounded

My sincerity has been doubted

Wowzers

Unless you’re on it obviously

You put the kettle on, I brought the weed

No need to slap me round the cheek

Calm down, I was just joking

Wowzers

New trousers

Right pocket full of uppers, left full of downers

You got out Billy Big Bollocks, get battered by bouncers

That’s not cricket like rounders

Talk shit but you can’t deny my skill

All these MC’s lie, I’m real

My dick’s like something from a Sci-Fi film

And my life’s like one big highlight reel

One Punch Willy

Woke up feeling perky like a sucked titty

They’re saying they’re the best and that’s just silly

But I don’t give a fuck if they fuck with me

Woah

Wowzers

I’m not tryna get into your trousers

Slow down

I’m offended and astounded

My sincerity has been doubted

Wowzers

Unless you’re on it obviously

You put the kettle on, I brought the weed

No need to slap me round the cheek

Calm down, I was just joking

Wowzers

Life’s hard when you’re pretty, people hate for no reason

They just want me for my body and I don’t need them

Get the job done and split the dough even

Straight down the middle like a mohican

Just be honest

Your producer sold your mic and spent up the profits

Left your studio bare to do a grow there

To stay warm you’ve gotta spoon in the corner like Müller yogurts

Out of this world like Elon Musk’s whip

Bobbing in the street like we want justice

Tenner for the CD, these rappers wanna be me

I just wanna rub their face in it like Rikishi

Pause

Woah

Wowzers

I’m not tryna get into your trousers

Slow down

I’m offended and astounded

My sincerity has been doubted

Wowzers

Unless you’re on it obviously

You put the kettle on, I brought the weed

No need to slap me round the cheek

Calm down, I was just joking

Wowzers