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Yes Lads. Do you like drugs, yeah? Yes, do you like Birmingham? Yeah, Birminghams the best Birminghams the best Polo sports jacket, we pour claret Connect like horse and carriage, 24 karat Pure clarity, organically I know the facts fully, i talk tactfully Run the course rapid like the rubber dingy You need the pukka ring me Puffing, something stinky Wave the pinky, high stakes Real estate in the city bag the flake in a jiffy Blaze the berry whole case of Henny How you talking about money when you ain't making any I got a hazy memory This haze got me running late chasing like Chevy Rub my belly I'm from Brums underbelly Blood on my machete Birra Moretti, I got the shit in gear ready And I can get real petty Yes Lads. Do you like drugs, yeah? Yes, do you like Birmingham? Yeah, Birminghams the best We pop tinny's, I'm from the city Drop the top, smoking like a Woodstock hippie These rhymes are like a rock to a nitty Oz in the zippy, sticky We stack paper, foot on the gas like a drag racer Stepping out in the alligator Cali blazer, Bally trainer, he man from South Acre They do the Macarena I'm spending bills at the gala You can't even keep it real with your barber Might send my number 1 to deal with the drama Man 6'6 and he's built like Kamala I did it my way Sinatra I'm brewing up Tom Caruana I was in the Tomcat bagging marijuana Now I'm on the top floor lounging in a sauna I don't give fuck who anyone is, i'll stand up against anyone No ones got what i haven't got Every mans only got the same Its who wants it the most I want it the most Its not how big the dog is Its about how big the fight is in the dog I wont fucking stop thats it