Lyrics:
You've got a blue-tac smile Stuck on a cardboard face Alcohol makes a funeral pyre That can light up this place You say you've got your reasons
And it's full of shit. Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum. Bum bum bum bum. Bluetac and cella-tape, that's been hit by a truck One chop-stick, an ash-tray
They stick in your head like blue-tac I flew back on economy, business class That's next, you knew that Throw my W's up like Wu-Tang London town, I rep
work out it the end I need someone that would die for this Were we made out of bluetac ? It didn't stick Yeah you treated me , treated me like shit did i
THEIR still tryna find a way out like nemo I been stuck to my block like bluetac My circles that tighter than cainrows or two plaits I ain't gotta prove
I'm becoming over exposed like a photograph at the edge of your toes. Waithing to be picked up, and stuck up on you bedroom wall. And as the bluetac
I'm tryna live it up like Tupac Out on the strip with the stick no bluetac Got a couple ton on my wrist you'll get who jacked? Chat that beef
got, wake the neighbors up, bitch (thirty) Like I'm in L.A right now, smoke an O, I could never, ever be sober Blue-Tac, but approvin' the Rover
find what makes you happy, be it music or basketball And stick to it like blue-tac for all the posters on your bedroom wall You can lead a horse to water
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