Bish Bash Bosh

I'm sorry Pete, I'll get it back to you soon as I can You know I'm good for it, just give me some time I swear I'll sort it out, I'll get you the money, alright? I'll get it, I promise (NineOne) Bish Bash Bosh, I don't give a fuck Ride for my fellas, I'ma die with my bingy tucked Duck a fed while I run this line Tell a piggy, "Better luck next time" Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then squeeze Tell 'em cut the cocaine while I bag it up Blicky tucked, fuck it, call the plug, I'ma stick him up Anyone can get it just say the word and we'll grip 'em up Make him pray, metal on his temple, tell him, "Give it up" Got my yardies down in Peckham doing in-and-outs I ain't talking cheating when they run up in your missus house Back then we made a killing, they call us killers now And now we got the figures, women get their figures out Cat call, ringing on my burner Wrap another packet up, chuck it to my workers Hash Nepalese son, I got it from my Gurkhas Himalayan snow white, ship it from my Sherpas Get it from the North, then I take it to the South If a fella's getting caught, tell him better shut his mouth Couple pennies to the pork, that's a lip-sealed deal If he squeal, I'ma peel him and chuck him in the ground Bish Bash Bosh, I don't give a fuck Ride for my fellas, I'ma die with my bingy tucked Duck a fed while I run this line Tell a piggy, "Better luck next time" Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then squeeze Peter Piper pick a pack of them and pack 'em in Pack a barrel full of peppercorns and bloody pepper him Pebbledash, slinging pebble packs, down in Peckham Plex Picking off the opposites then ponder who I'm picking next Sweet as apple pie until you cross me Apple-bobbing, grab a bobby by the flipping knoblees Bobble-headed model women, gobbing on my bobblees Wibble-wobble, got her booty bouncing like a wallaby Grab a proper cup of coffee from the coffee pot Pop him in his noggin, have him monging in the coffee shop Ping him in the pickle when I clock him with my pocket watch Popping off a rocket with the dotty just to top him off Chuck him in a zip lock, chuck him in a van Now he'll be forever young, fucking Peter Pan Put him on a t-shirt, put him on the 'Gram Tell him that you love him, while he's laying in the ground Bish Bash Bosh, I don't give a fuck Ride for my fellas, I'ma die with my bingy tucked Duck a fed while I run this line Tell a piggy, "Better luck next time" Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then Ah? Ah? Grab a hammer then squeeze