Marc Mac - Skin Out - Skit lyrics

(Ooooh, we're gonna have fun) [Verse 1 - Dabbla] Tell you man to man, only way I deal with combat is hand to hand A deals a deal, a plans a plan And if the plan involves Amsterdam well let's roll Fill me in, I'm a ganja man There's no hatred in my blood, there's no anger nah It's all love, natures wonder drug Little blessing from above, what you under bruv? You got papers, yeah I got papers Let me smell the vapours, see how high the grade is.. Gimme that! Flip it back, you know I keep it tight like my little chap in a jimmy hat Cause there's six million ways to blaze the high grade Get my hands on this sh** to keep your eyes double glazed See it started off as a phase, now I find it hard to make an eighth last a day And I'll probably be puffing 'til I pa** away Will I ever stop bunning boy? It's hard to say Somebody skin up, skin out Lets get it on, lets get out Stop the stressing, the messing about because I'm happy just bunning it down Somebody skin up, skin out Lets get it on, lets get out I beg you stop, with all the fussing and running around because I'm happy just bunning it down