Illiterate

This is what i do,

cos this is the bit were the track gets silly,

hold tight the breakdown. inner London city

Cos we jump and a vibe and the beat gets sticky

this year we lost dancing, but the rhymes stayed girtty

say, oi, na, do it like that

come to the dance put down words on a track

not a mc just another London lad, with a bag full of girls and a hope for the stack

money, oi, we all gotta find it

talented chicks are we all here inside yet?

wheres the boy’s who can shake and a whine it

and the ones on the wall who aint never tried it?

every man grab a gal, and a gal grab a guy

man to man, gal to gal, come on don’t be shy

were all just here so come on have a good time

we don’t do stress, baby, no badmind

under the clublight we all look fire

inside the rhythm your turn to shine

you want a remix, hit up my line

,,, dreams come true

,,, yours do to / you can come too

,,, vibes on you

shake, move, its what it do.