biza (ibiza)
Ibiza (ibiza)
Don't fall off the rock
Ibiza (ibiza)
Ibiza (ibiza)
Benedicts can i get a smashed face cunt
Six pack slash drummage
no tone no faceless
the mix is on sticks
ibiza rottled/rotting in crusted rocks
transmit transmit (transmit)
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
put it in premix our body
it's all about the gear
three staring wanking mates just flown in on the Lear
private jet personal flyer
all Danny
old fuckin dyer
straights 8 quid a packet
fuck that i'm on the bacci mate
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
what's he fockin' doin
According to all the message is clear
cos the music just is so dumb dumb
cos the music just is so dumb dumb
what's he fockin' doin