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pete & bas – bish bash bosh lyrics

[intro]
i’m sorry pete, i’ll get it back to you soon as i can
you know i’m good for it, just give me some time
i swear i’ll sort it out, i’ll get you the money, alright? i’ll get it, i promise
(nineone)

[chorus: pete & bas]
bish bash bosh, i don’t give a f+ck
ride for my fellas, i’ma die with my bingy tucked
duck a fed while i run this line
tell a piggy “better luck next time”
ah? ah?
grab a hammer then
ah? ah?
grab a hammer then
ah? ah?
grab a hammer then
ah? ah?
grab a hammer then squeeze

[verse 1: pete]
tell ’em cut the cocaine while i bag it up
bl!cky tuckеd, f+ck it, call the plug, i’ma stick him up
anyone can get it just say thе word and we’ll grip ’em up
make him pray, metal on his temple, tell him “give it up”
got my yardies down in peckham doing in+and+outs
i ain’t talking cheating when they run up in your missus house
back then we made a k!lling, they call us k!llers now
and now we got the figures, women get their figures out
[verse 2: bas]
+whistle+
cat call, ringing on my burner
wrap another packet up, chuck it to my workers
hash nepalese son, i got it from my gurkhas
himalayan snow white, ship it from my sherpas
get it from the north, then i take it to the south
if a fella’s getting caught, tell him better shut his mouth
couple pennies to the pork, that’s a lip+sealed deal
if he squeal, i’ma peel him and chuck him in the ground

[verse 3: pete]
peter piper pick a pack of them and pack ’em in
pack a barrel full of peppercorns and bl++dy pepper him
pebbledash, slinging pebble packs, down in peckham plex
picking off the opposites then ponder who i’m picking next
sweet as apple pie until you cross me
apple+bobbing, grab a bobby by the flipping kn+blees
bobble+headed model women, gobbing on my bobblees
wibble+wobble, got her booty bouncing like a wallaby
[verse 4: bas]
grab a proper cup of coffee from the coffee pot
pop him in his noggin, have him monging in the coffee shop
ping him in the pickle when i clock him with my pocket watch
popping off a rocket with the dotty just to top him off
chuck him in a zip lock, chuck him in a van
now he’ll be forever young, f+cking peter pan
put him on a t+shirt, put him on the gram
tell him that you love him, while he’s laying in the ground

- pete bas lyrics

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