Verse 1:   Mayhem:   Yooooo, the kid with the accent's back   Trust May, I must say he's a handsome chap   That went from selling grams to rap   Now I put up to the club, big wheels, chromy things attached   And I drink 'til the Henny gone   Name ring like the celly on   Cuz the waist linked to the semi arm   The way miss move her thong when she twerkin' is bizerkin'   She gettin' drawn like a curtain   She like cor blimey, Mayhem your grimey   Cuz even when I'm up in the sheets the .4's by me   Diamonds up the piece it's all shiny   Still without a backstage pass the whores find me   And they know who the man be   Ice grill on the watch, the chain looking angry   Drop the coupe, I'm hardly mackin'   Now La Kid knock more boots than Charlie Chaplin      Hook   S.A.S.:   This is for all of my G's (all of my G's)   All about money, they ballin' with cheese (ballin' with cheese)   Where ever we go we rolling them trees   And rip shows, get dough, get low, then we breeze   (Repeat)      Verse 2   Mega:   Yooooo, they love how I'm speaking   This bangs in the club like Bloods when they beefing   It's the drugs that I'm chiefing, bub's got me wheezing   I keep it gritty from Finchley to thugs up in Neasden   Wrist glist, great charm, big whip, Range long   See me on the strip wit' them Slick Rick chains on   Yooooo, oi u got the name wrong   When I spit it distinguished and English in the same song   This is the remedy, all the chickens befriending me   Mega diss her while bredders lick her like Hennesy   She up for going down like a see-saw   We da men dem dat the gal dem fiend for   Tint my ride, put rims on side   And I won't need Xzibit and them to pimp my ride   See the Dips poppin' them snubs, they walkin' with heaters   When lickin' shots in the club and I ain't talking tequila, mira      Hook      Verse 3   S.A.S.:   Mayhem:   Ball in the Lex, ah man they all wanna sex   What you thought we was posh like Victoria Becks (No)   I smut chicks cuz at this pimp game   May La Kid is undisputed like Snipes and Ving Rhames   The lead spark it, give you a head target   Walk up in the club, they roll out the red carpet   Like goddammit it's dem, bandanas and gems   Mega, Killa, Santana and Jim, oh and me   Mega:   I came in the exit, my name, yeah you guessed it   I ain't playin', I'm saying my names on the guest list   I got models and my face on some next shit   I just pop bottles and liase with the best chicks   Sippin' Don, let's get it on, where I'm at   DJ's play this, they drop bombs like Iraq   Stuntin' its nuttin', you pretty, we provide that   Plus the weed we bunnin' is sticky like a fly trap      Hook 2x