Clown Prince Hilltop Hoods

[Intro: Suffa & Pressure]
Oi, P, it's your round
Nah, it's your round
Oi, it's your fucking round, man, I got the last fucking round!
Hey, you still owe me five anyway, bro! You get the round!
Fuck, it's your round, dude

[Chorus: Pressure & Suffa]
It's your round, if you're hanging at the back of the bar
So just bounce like you're banging in the back of your car
We turn it out; Hilltop, we've been down since
"Back in the day" I'm the clown prince
It's your round, if you're hanging at the back of the bar
So just bounce like you're banging in the back of your car
We turn it out; Hilltop, we've been down since
"Back in the days when I was a teenager" (Uh)

[Verse 1: Suffa]
First up, on the dulcet tones of the Gravy Bone
Project, Suffa MC came to take you home
I drip lyrics like spits, spit lyrics like drips
In the arms, I'll lick your spirit with my miracle whip
Whip, 'cause what I'm hearing's all shit
On the lyrical tip, nah, I ain't feeling ya, kid
We gave you something to jock, but it wasn't no thing
Like Bobby gave Whitney a rock, but it wasn't no ring
(Thanks, Bobby!)
And I'ma keep at 'em, crossing my fingers that Eve
Says keep Adam, I'm going down on Louise
And I'ma wreak havoc, little man with a big pen
I got dirty habits like a nun in a pig pen
Like drinking, smoking, cursing, sucking
Titties, representing the city that I grew up in
We laid the path so you got a way in
It's Hilltop; we're three stars like a Holiday Inn