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lanstan, miles marmalade - garn servo lyrics

[hook]
if i need to fill up, i’m garn servo
when the money build up, i’m garn servo
if i need to ball out, i’m garn servo
if the boys are all out, we’re garn servo
i just bought a new whip, i’m garn servo
petty prices finally dip, garn servo
early morning, want a pie, garn servo
late at night, feel alive, garn servo

[verse 1: lanstan]
early morning, need a durry
hit the servo in a hurry
i’m not talking ’bout that crush sh-t
pack of wins, no worries
and i’m rolling with the top down
holden commie, got it locked down
seatbelt like a branding iron
ac on but it’s hot now
something wrong with the ac
call up my boy he’s a tradie
four in the back doesn’t phase me
room in the boot if you’re lazy
jack brabham’s tryna race me
phar lap when i take speed
rollin’ up on the daily
hotbox getting hazy

[verse 2: miles marmalade]
why yes it’s, getting really hazy
fumigate, crazy, yet it don’t phase me
heat arises, no demise
looking at lanstan and we lock eyes
open his bag and he pulling it out
refreshing treat, so my stomach shout
suckle down on that sunnyboy
while my mind focus on the money boy
future looking sweet like some honey boy
only capilano, homegrown the motto
skull another bottle, carlton long neck
deso driver with the foot on deck
need a fill up, so he going to sh-ll
maybe mobil but the prices are h-ll
chuck a chuppa chup, have you heard tho?
just a normal night garn servo

[verse 3: miles]
purple urkle, eating cadbury
sn-tching shotgun, steven bradbury
hooning through the town, making me happy
shout the boys a feed, doing it gladly
open the sat nav and chuck in the addy
making this money and doing it trappy
holding a fat pack, it sit on my lappi
father of hustling but don’t call me papi
multi of legs so i guess i’m the bookie
all stores shut, no subway cookie
dj on the left ain’t getting a lookie
under half a tank but trekking to brookie
going on a maccas run (oi)
bring the burgs to kick ons (oi)
driving in his dad’s car (oi)
petrol card taking us far (oi)
park and give the horn a toot (oi)
always on time you beaut (oi)
doughies in a ford ute (oi)
having a sesh in the boot (oi)
back to the pad, quickly get munchin’
daylight savings like a late night luncheon
cone after cone, i’m coneatose
pack it with baccie, i barely function
fiending a feed but d-mn everything shut
needing the munchies to get me unstuck
wandering down to the 7/11
the only food outlet here 24/7
1 dollar frozen it send me to heaven
cost of the petty and my mind ascending
price for unleaded the sh-t that i dreaded
garn back to the servo, you know where i’m headed

[hook] x2
if i need to fill up, i’m garn servo
when the money build up, i’m garn servo
if i need to ball out, i’m garn servo
if the boys are all out, we’re garn servo
i just bought a new whip, i’m garn servo
petty prices finally dip, garn servo
early morning, want a pie, garn servo
late at night, feel alive, garn servo

- lanstan miles marmalade lyrics

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