Tilldipper

歌詞

Put ya fingers in the till You don't care, you're in the kill Drag the fucking money out Spend it on some gear, you twat Put ya fingers in the till Lie and say the stock's not right I mean it's not been right for ages, has it? Put ya fingers in the till Cash sale please, card machine's still broken I'm sorry, yea thank you, cash please, thank you That's cash please, thank you Yea sorry mate, the card machine's still broken, cash please Share it out and make the call Order fours and pills and all Share it out and make the call Order four and pills and all Till dipper Till dippers Till dipper, get ya fingers out the till Till dipper Till dippers Till dipper, get ya finger out the till Stick ya neck out Lie like fuck Who's the cunt? It's all of 'em Make the parcel, big and white Sniff the bastard, fuck your life Sod it all, everything's shit anyway I hate you and your girlfriend, you clueless cunt Yea, I want everything to be lifestyle Lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle I wanna lifestyle I wanna dinner on the table every day I wanna have sex after cocktails on Saturday I wanna joke and have confidence in bags I wanna lifestyle I wanna house! Stick ya neck out Lie like fuck Who's the cunt? It's all of 'em Till dipper Till dippers Till dipper, get ya fingers out the till Till dipper Till dippers Till dipper, get ya finger out the till Ninety quid's fuck-all to me Especially when it comes for free Spend it on some gear, you twat Club 2000, lap dance twat Yea, it's my first time, ten pound Yea, it's my first time Club 2000, lap dance twat Yea, it's my first time, ten pound Yea, it's my first time Club 2000, lap dance twat