[Hook](x2)
Nigella, Nigella, Nigella, Ni-
Wicked in the kitchen, you could call me Nigella
Nigella, Nigella, Nigella, Ni-
Wicked in the kitchen, you could call me
[Verse 1]
I'm a buyer, I'm a seller
Couple boxes in my cellar
You can hit me up whenever
What you want? I got whatever
This year did not start so clever
Yeah, but now I'm boxing clever
You got boxes, well I never
You chat sh** then, well I never
He only had nine quid but I let the cat have the bag
Told him keep it to himself though, he let the cat out the bag
He better stop bringing me them DVD players, I can't shift them
My bird wants a 3D TV, get one if you can lift them
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Yeah, dressed in Versace
Getting choked by Saatchi
Told her "f** that old n***a
Come link me and let's party"
We can do a bit of Charlie
You can wear something tarty
You can whip me up a tart
While I serve cats in the park
They been coppin' from me from early
So I give them four for thirty
From my arse crack to their pipe
They don't care if it's dirty
If I'm running low I hang them out to dry like jerky
It's not Boxing Day, but they're all having cold turkey
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Me and Mason in Margiela
In her maison drinking Stella
Yeah she knows I make that cheddar
Where it's from, I never tell her
Hit the road, whatever weather
Bag of pebbles and a beller
Cats all sat down on the stairs
Melting spoons like Uri Geller
Set up shop in this who*e's flat
Her pimp was a f**ing mug
Her kid, he hid in the wardrobe
While she was f**ing for d**
Once I cut it with Persil
I had them sneezing out suds
But they'll be covered in cuts
If I clock that they paid me with duds
[Hook](x2)