[Intro: 360 & PEZ]
Hey, PEZ, mate
I reckon it's safe to say you really don't know anyone mate
Nah, I know 'em mate, I know everyone mate
You, you actually, no, you don't know anyone
I've got a mate, I've got mates
I've got 'em, I've got my mates, don't you worry about that
You've got mates?
No I know 'em, I know 'em all
I've got lots of mates, I've got 'em
You don't have any mates? You don't know anyone, mate
I've got 'em
Nah, you don't know anyone, mate
You don't know me
Nah, you don't even know, you don't even know you!
I know a couple people...
[Verse 1: PEZ & 360]
Ha ha, PEZ, ayo
I gotta come clean, I'm such a drug fiend
You'll probably see me shooting up sunscreen with Mundine (30+)
I love speed, if there's lines I'm havin' ten dozen
I'm trying to keep my head buzzin' like Ben Cousins (Ice)
Yo, I went on a date with Scarlett Johansson
I brought Sixty along and then we asked for a tandem
(How about both of us?)
Nah, what I really did was ask her father for ransom
(Give me money or I'll shit in the spa bath at her mansion)
And it's true I slept with Jennifer Aniston (Friends)
The bitch is so skinny that it felt like having sex with a skeleton (Oh, come on, bones)
It's like I was lying there in bed with a mannequin
'Stead of layin' there, yo, I should have made her wear clothes
And pose, hoes love me 'cause I used to be on Star Wars
Yeah? What was your part called? I think his name was Darth Maul
And you should see me, I can take a piece of cardboard
And make it look exactly like it's Mark Waugh's passport (That's four runs)
This shit's an art form, shout-outs to Kylie Minogue
Last night, thanks for driving me home
I'm known for leavin' bodies out there turnin' in the cemetery
But last night's the first time I murdered a celebrity (I promise)
I killed MC Hammer, I need an alibi
He said "You can't touch this", I said "Fuck off, it's hammer time!"
I love to paraglide, that's why I'm paralysed
Shit, I tried to fly and hit the Channel 9 satellite (My bad)
But luckily I own every single section of the company (I do)
And nothing can be done to me (That's right)
I was just about ready to fire Eddie McGuire
But he paid me half a mil' and said he'd semi-retire (Lock it in, Eddie)
I'm so happy to say that way back in the day
I gave 2Pac a crew cut with a toothbrush (Nice and clean)
Yeah I'm a true thug (Yeah), the type of guy who can't cry
So I try to start fights down at Moomba (Ah!)
And Justin Timberlake, all your fuckin' shit is fake (That's right)
If I ever see that chump, I'm gonna punch him in his face (Ayy?)
And take him home and stuff in an oven till he bakes
So I can give him to his mother as a muffin or a cake (There you go)
Hey, PEZ, mate
I reckon it's safe to say you really don't know anyone mate
Nah, I know 'em mate, I know everyone mate
You, you actually, no, you don't know anyone
I've got a mate, I've got mates
I've got 'em, I've got my mates, don't you worry about that
You've got mates?
No I know 'em, I know 'em all
I've got lots of mates, I've got 'em
You don't have any mates? You don't know anyone, mate
I've got 'em
Nah, you don't know anyone, mate
You don't know me
Nah, you don't even know, you don't even know you!
I know a couple people...
[Verse 1: PEZ & 360]
Ha ha, PEZ, ayo
I gotta come clean, I'm such a drug fiend
You'll probably see me shooting up sunscreen with Mundine (30+)
I love speed, if there's lines I'm havin' ten dozen
I'm trying to keep my head buzzin' like Ben Cousins (Ice)
Yo, I went on a date with Scarlett Johansson
I brought Sixty along and then we asked for a tandem
(How about both of us?)
Nah, what I really did was ask her father for ransom
(Give me money or I'll shit in the spa bath at her mansion)
And it's true I slept with Jennifer Aniston (Friends)
The bitch is so skinny that it felt like having sex with a skeleton (Oh, come on, bones)
It's like I was lying there in bed with a mannequin
'Stead of layin' there, yo, I should have made her wear clothes
And pose, hoes love me 'cause I used to be on Star Wars
Yeah? What was your part called? I think his name was Darth Maul
And you should see me, I can take a piece of cardboard
And make it look exactly like it's Mark Waugh's passport (That's four runs)
This shit's an art form, shout-outs to Kylie Minogue
Last night, thanks for driving me home
I'm known for leavin' bodies out there turnin' in the cemetery
But last night's the first time I murdered a celebrity (I promise)
I killed MC Hammer, I need an alibi
He said "You can't touch this", I said "Fuck off, it's hammer time!"
I love to paraglide, that's why I'm paralysed
Shit, I tried to fly and hit the Channel 9 satellite (My bad)
But luckily I own every single section of the company (I do)
And nothing can be done to me (That's right)
I was just about ready to fire Eddie McGuire
But he paid me half a mil' and said he'd semi-retire (Lock it in, Eddie)
I'm so happy to say that way back in the day
I gave 2Pac a crew cut with a toothbrush (Nice and clean)
Yeah I'm a true thug (Yeah), the type of guy who can't cry
So I try to start fights down at Moomba (Ah!)
And Justin Timberlake, all your fuckin' shit is fake (That's right)
If I ever see that chump, I'm gonna punch him in his face (Ayy?)
And take him home and stuff in an oven till he bakes
So I can give him to his mother as a muffin or a cake (There you go)
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