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Hail up my man, he done his best (yeah, yeah)
Something pressed, Ian Beale, I got nothing left
It ain't long (nah), jump (nah)
Tell man's run and step (boot it, boot it)
We boot ooters anything less I'm unimpressed
Ian Beale, I got nothing
Hail up my man, he done his best (done his best)
Something pressed, Ian Beale, I got nothing left
It ain't long, so jump
Tell man's run and step (yeah, yeah)
We boot ooters anything less I'm unimpressed
Ian Beale, I got nothing
I was in yard, round trees, no license, I'm cabbing (trust)
I heard shit happens, when you do normal things and you're lackin'
The mags we got ain't vogue, yo we don't follow fashion
You won't even know that we have it until a man up it and tap it
(Boot it)
Cost of living I'll make ends meet for the cheapest quids (cheapest quids)
Put a monkey on ya mug like pg tips
When he drops, take what he's got
You can hold that for an easy flip
I go to the shop wid bags
It's not a 10p one that full see me wid
Hail up my man, he done his best (yeah, yeah)
Something pressed, Ian Beale, I got nothing left
It ain't long (nah), jump (nah)
Tell man's run and step (boot it, boot it)
We boot ooters anything less I'm unimpressed
Ian Beale, I got nothing
Hail up my man, he done his best (done his best)
Something pressed, Ian Beale, I got nothing left
It ain't long, so jump
Tell man's run and step (yeah, yeah)
We boot ooters anything less I'm unimpressed
Ian Beale, I got nothing
Got nothing but big four-fifths
Unlimited waps man's been hoarding
It mussa been coke you been snorting
I got light for your Bruce like Jim Gordon
Don't think you're sick, it ain't Wimbledon
We don't serve on the net or swing for the fans (nah)
I only drink green label maggys (nah)
I don't settle got tings n ballys (trust)
Ian Beale I got nothing (boot it)