Dude, Where’s My Car?

Blud I built this house with these here bare hands
I'm from the home of the brave I don't fear no man
I hit a quick lick Ryanair to Dam
The label keeps callin ask where I am?
But the truth is I don't know where we are
Got me walkin round like 'dude where's my car?'
You can't ring my phone you'll get aired and parred
I never plannned for this shit but here we are
It's another brick blud I'm built for this
Im skimmin of the top about to milk this shit
In a dickie bow lookin filthy rich
Akhi told me that's haram like a filthy pig
But I still eat swine while I'm downing yak
Big buds lookin trim without an ounce of fat
Whole nine in a pouch I'm about this bag
2 tents 20 plants in a council flat
We don't deals take your voucher back
My word is bond and man can vouch for that
I like a dog friendly pub with Guinness stout on tap
But my donnys on crud pullin out a strap
Treat a bitch like Aitch tell her strike a pose
The way you shovelling that shit you must not like your nose
I'm a stand up guy I got jokes
Birds flockin to me like I got coke



Credits
Writer(s): Iqbal Singh Sathi, Lee Scott Lewis
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