Pez - How Good? lyrics

[Intro:] Keeping time with the awesome view Cause what you give (what you give) Is coming backing to you (how good) It's 360 I had to get my partner in crime on this one Everybody meet big lip Pez Now this is my lead single, so you know it's good How good, six? Pretty good, mate you know check it [Verse 1: 360] First of all these days are full of cliche, peak game All you dudes need change You need to rearrange, switch up your game plan Dress like me in the dark with your Rabin's All your clothes should be name brand (skuse!) And only go for girls with bleached hair and fake tan [Verse 2: Pez] Not me, I'm sipping liquor with vigour until I face plant While I'm in this same stance, that's right, eighth can You know the type you see acting like a cave man Who hasn't got rhythm so he has to watch his mates dance I'll be out till they close the city You know I'm representing [?] and my clothes don't fit me [Verse 3: 360] Yo, we think were top sh** cause we're mates with the bouncer We're walking straight through while it takes you an hour, ha-ha! Where's the lynx, f** taking a shower! The girls are like cakes with their face full of powder [Hook:] (How good is your game?) How good is your game? Just tell me (The game you play) Forget following trends, we're not copying them No way! (How good is your game?) How good is your game? Just tell me. (The game you play) So so If you're a stereotype then get to steppin' aside [Verse 4: Pez] I understand why you look all sad Cause all the emos that we know just need hope But I'm sick of cats all wearing these fitted hats, cause that stickers whack mate, you need to get rid of that [Verse 5: 360] Yo all that money that you spent wasn't worth it man! f** fitted hats; me I'm more of a turban fan My styles bummy, I shop around for worser brands But f** it up rockin' kicks that are worth a grand [Verse 6: Pez] You know the circumstance, get a bourbon and try to work a girl by returning her a nervous glance She thinks that I'm a surfie with a perfect tan So I tell her listen we're not rappers we're an urban band [Verse 7: 360] Yo we're the raver dudes flippin' out in purple pants Chatting pig Latin for smoking on the herbal plants Uck-fay, ou-yay! Monday, Tuesday! Whose your favourite rapper, guys? Kanye Lupe! Ha-ha, it's not even! [Hook:] (How good is your game?) How good is your game? Just tell me (The game you play) Forget following trends, we're not copying them No way! (How good is your game?) How good is your game? Just tell me. (The game you play) So so If you're a stereotype then get to steppin' aside [Verse 8: 360] I lose control when I groove to the beat I swing my torso without moving my feet And I like to nod my head if it's a suitable beat With a nice smile showing off my beautiful cheeks [Verse 9: Pez] This dude, he can move and it's truly unique but see I'd rather get down counting my steps out Cause I don't dance or even think of it brother At my shows the crowd are walking into each other I can't dance for sh** I can't stand or sit but it's clearly understood I walk really f**in' good So just trust me, don't test my walk, the rest all talk sh** but when they step on the floor they get smoked [Verse 10: 360] Hey, you know he's doing the walk It's no joke, yeah, so watch me do it some more And nowadays everybody's looking the same Ask yourself one thing; how good is your game? [Chorus] How good is your game? (How good is your game? Just tell me.) The game you play Forget following trends, we're not copying them. No way! How good is your game? (How good is your game? Just tell me.) The game you play So so If you're a stereotype then get to steppin' aside How good is your game? How good is your game? The game you play How good is your game? How good is your game? The game you play How good is your game?