Goldie Lookin Chain - Rollin lyrics

Eggsy I can't drive, so I sit in the back Knocking on the tinted windows for the girlies to come back They can see me making shapes to the beats Hear my stereo, come and sit in my Recaro seats I'm sliding from side to side Like Elton John on honeymoon with his male bride I've arrived, stepping into the club It's called the ?????? you know it's more like a pub Well it is, hanging out with the boys There's a sign on the door saying "Don't make too much noise When you leave", but we've gone before that We drive around town and get some weed from the flat Get a call, it's around ten thirty I think I know a girl who wants to make my bed dirty It just gets better as the night goes on Five pounds' worth of petrol and I'm stacking my bong All I'm rollin, from side to side Like Derek Acorah with a message from a spirit guide Rollin, like Pimp My Ride But I'm in my Dad's car, and there's six of us inside Adam I tried to pull a girl for a bit of how's your father But it's hard to when you're driving a Lada I won't get far so I'm gonna use my mate's car Tonight's the night I'm roll with him, spa We drive around, end up in the sticks Play it nice and safe so we have a fat mix Then it's rollin, to the next party scene Arrive late, cos first I had to get ??leave?? There's a girl who I want to get to sit on my lap Gear stick in the front but look at mine in the back Drive slow so I seem like kerb crawling Not cos I want to but the car keeps stalling Then it's on to the next intersection Deep lubrication, ribbed contraception I'm in a car with turbo injection Roll with me in the right direction All I'm rollin, from side to side Like Derek Acorah with a message from a spirit guide Rollin, like Pimp My Ride But I'm in my Dad's car, and there's six of us inside Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen Mike Balls Cruising, with my boys in the back Keep your eyes peeled cos we're on the hunt for crack Not the type that you smoke, but the type that you shag No son, that's a bloke dressed in drag I'm driving all day and I'm driving all night There's girls to the left and there's girls to the right Collar up, shades on, gold on display Stop at the traffic lights, puffing on a J Up the lanes, or even on the highway Hold on, handbrake turn, we're gonna go sideways Seat back, window down, ba** to the max Look over here girl, I've had a wash and wax There's a beauty so I pulled up in the lay-by Sorry 'bout this boys it's time to say "bye-bye" Jump in the car love, and go through the gears You'll have to drive, cos I've had six beers All I'm rollin, from side to side Like Derek Acorah with a message from a spirit guide Rollin, like Pimp My Ride But I'm in my Dad's car, and there's six of us inside Billy ??? rollin, strictly fifth gear Honkin' the horn, sweet music to my ear ?Mirror sticking rear? slip it in the back door Fiddling with the bell-top?, down to the floor I'm rollin, in and out of town The king of boy racers, just pa** me my crown Bow down, and cater for my whims Touch up the bodywork and polish my rims All I'm rollin, from side to side Like Derek Acorah with a message from a spirit guide Rollin, like Pimp My Ride But I'm in my Dad's car, and there's six of us inside Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen Rollin', rollin', my Dad reported it stolen