The fog moves like butter attached to heads

You know the fog moves
You know that it's too true
'True' with two O's, there are no U's
There are no U's in my 'true'
There are no E's, you have to believe
Matt Hancock, I saw him in the sea
I tried to pull up but he went flee
I promise I wasn't being mean
I want to attach the fog
Eating butter, moving a lot
Moving a lot 'cause I need to go jog
Swear down I need to get a job
They're moving too fast
They hit a wall and crashed at last
Their body's as thin as a mast
I saw them and I just went past

Representing the flag
Moving mad on the map
Throw you in the water, make a splash
Making all of these MPs crash
The stocks fell down, they all got mashed
The stocks got done up, they got slashed
You know what, I might make the Pooja app
The app where I just go and sell my raps
Pooja is too smart
Pooja makes the art
Do not make remarks
Because MC Pooja's fast
Eating butter while on a chimney
Walking by, can you all see me?
You can't see me, I'll have to flee
I'll hit you in the head eventually
Yeah!



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Writer(s): Jamie Mcpherson-shelley
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