Lyrics:
or on the gulf
In the harbor on the Duffy sending it
Where ever the wind blows
Senday Football, posting up out at the local drinking hole
Toes on the nose, just
coming
Football's coming home (we'll go getting bad results)
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming
coming
Football's coming home (we'll go getting bad results)
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming
It's coming home it's coming home
It's coming football's coming home
It's coming home it's coming home
It's coming football's coming home
It's
spikes all over me, like a football cleats
Blow your ass away like Kirby or Dragon Ball Z
Burnin' like a dragon, flyin' like alladin
Bitches arms on me
wit the football and blow out ya brains rushin
[Chorus 2X]
Outcha Atmosphere, I'm out ya fuckin atmosphere
I'm out this atmosphere, I'm out this fuckin
Hit you with the football and blow out your brains rushin'
"Oh my God"
(Esham)
I'ma hike it, whether you like it or not
Don't get excited, I'm here
And I break the glass whenever I make it
Shit take me back, even tho I'm all good
I blow off steam
Me and my woes, we all trading blows
We play for
when you renege a deal you might get killed
On the real these foes are faker than Monopoly bills
You facing the skills when I ignite you blow away
Far
(Good old England)
(England that couldn't play football)
It's coming home, it's coming home
It's coming, football's coming home
It's coming
So me will serve her like a waiter
Cook her food like a shef
Mek her blow off di whistle
Like a football ref
Everything in line
Nothing out of context
So snuggle up, close your eyes and relax
He shoots he scores
The Beautiful Game forever
Dribbles is a Moshling, a football some might say
Though
birthday, yuh know?"
So I am yuh cake and here
Is yuh candle fi blow
When yuh buck har, trick har and fuck har
Nuh box nor chuck har, trick har and fuck har
goin' on (with all the bullshit)
I'm barely holdin' on, the football's got me on (I'm on one)
Daydreamin' seein' doubles when I switch lanes (switch
Aye, cus
This ain't no football tune you know
Nah, man hold tight Skepta for this one
Eskiboy (Woo) , Scorcher, Littles
Aye, London
This ain't no
Let’s hit the waterfront
Kick it like a football punt
Ima roll a couple blunts
Baby girl we gon have some fun
Loose off the Angie cup
Downtown vibing
blow up Grinch in the yard and it's March (shit)
Ain't coming down anytime soon
Y'all, them nursing homes still rattling with some Dolly Parton
sweet tea n Xanax bars
(I'm slushed out nigga don't blow my high)
I'm slushed out I'm leaning off sweet tea n Xanax bars
(I'm slushed out nigga don't blow
Coolest nigga on the campus
Now nigga skippin' practices and actin' like a rock star
Goin' from in the dorm to in the car, leavin' the football field
But
a football game, football game
Here comes our referee, referee
Here comes our referee, referee
When he blows his whistle you can start
Here comes our
would you put your black dress on and visit my bones?
And bring my football top and a scarf for the cold
Playing melancholy songs that somehow made us
been waiting for
Lining them up, and the whistle blows
This ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've bet this thing right here
A football
football billionaires, nigga you need me
Uh
Going over past woes and back blows and straight up stuntin'
This just the intro, my nigga, so just keep this
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
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