Lyrics:
He ́s British, he ́s British
I know it let me finish
He is dressed kind of posh and his taste is kind of vintage
I saw him in the car, Aston Martin,
devil!
Go pack your picnics! Come on
Join the revel! We've got 36 hours at
Most before the drizzle!
Summer time! It's British summer time!
We're
B-big, big yoga money
Your avocado yummy
But the seaweed smells funny
We're so cool being drip fed
We're the new old school
Don't let them get in your
like a knife
I knew politics like the back of my hand, there's no lie
I may not have been the coolest guy in school, but I had a passion for learning,
british way with pride and faultless grace
I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live
And I'll always find my way back, always
chances of
A wild summer romance
Bare feet on the sand
With you
See the boys next door
On their way to Magaluf
Matching T-shirts
They're school
Head to the taco truck ya boy feeling famished
Racist white men in my wallet but they still speak Spanish
Go ghosta stretch the money yoga
Go ghosta
By the time 2021 get's here
Bots gonna suffer yeah
Spirituality is the liberation
From the matrix and from the third dimension
Meditation yoga
Skins out, it's a minor
Loose t's flip flops on my feet yeah yeah
Ohhh got no worries
British summer time yeahh, ain't got nothing to loose
Walk around town to the eyes judging
Speak on the mic and get they're minds buggin'
Don't trip I ain't glance at your bitch got an ass that even yoga
The Vibe
We in Nobu yoga wit da whole foods
Pimpin pro tools tryna buy a old skool
Need the house like my old school man
All these yatch parties
Freedom boy
Africa bad man dey o
Africa badman dey o
Africa bad man dey o o
Hun hun hun hun hun hun hun hun
Gonna those days
When mi start school
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors?
town off a Arab bus
Karat cut, yeah mami pull over
I bend ya pussy like for years I knew yoga
I'm too smoked up, I can't remember me
Off Hennesy,
like for years I knew yoga
I'm too smoked up, I can't remember me
Off Hennesy, that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts
Pull you out of my musket
Make you disappear
He warned me that the
British are here
So I got all my gear
Shove that musket up his rear
Killed him so I'm
and a clean slate
I was still in school back when Shelly had the twelve gauge
I was on the block back when Gaz was still a mad man
I was outside Jays when
inspire my decision to be open and listen
But folks got it all twisted, like a yoga position
Like, in order to spit it dope, you gotta have a criminal
They thought I was British, they thought I was French
Way back when, I was left on the bench
Back in school, didn't have much friends
With a few
(and)
You know fourteen plus twenty-six a forty
She only see school when she a pass Clan Carty (and)
Diss yuh? Kick her like karate (and)
Nuh true she
has to go to Yoga Class at 5 in the morning
and Karate class at 6.30..
And then he has to go to school...
Only that ?
After school, he has to go
Where are you from? (Ha)
I'm from here
I'm a British baby born and raised
All white grammar school I paved my way listen
I'm about as British as they get
They came at the invitation of the British Government
The passports were stamped indefinitely to remain
But for some who were children then, that was
money like is yoga class
Yeah like a yoga class
Come and picture this …
.. on a secret .. all my cash
We are getting money homey
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