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George Best (feat. Tom Zanetti)

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I know that you like to be hit by my side

I hope that if you don't wanna get hurt, boy, you should go.

Man, I feel like George Vance, but I never wore black.

Coming from the Northwest, sharks will be balling.

Hot head got me living like I'm lawless.

Saw death, I didn't knock into my foster.

Bitch, I'm just going.

I didn't give a fuck about the tabloid.

I didn't give a fuck because I'm a far boy.

We'll be right back.

I'm not thinking like that, boy, yeah.

I hope that if you want to get hurt, boy, you should go.

Yo, like George and Alfie, I'm a baller.

No competition at all for West Yorkshire.

I drink bubbly like it's water.

The way that I'm living could have been in the mortuary.

The fast lane gets scary.

Getting my dicks up when I flip the Ferrari.

True story, I love getting Larry.

I've got nine lives, thank Jesus and Mary.

I never thought I was going to go far.

Now I've got big business ticking over.

Bought a and a Range Rover.

I'm indecisive, so I bought both cars.

I get a limousine with the chauffeur.

Driver, take me to a titty show bar.

Grab a cup of dancers, drink tequila.

Then I take them in the limo for Coca-Cola.

Know that you're lied by me, hit by my side

Oh, oh, oh, that if you don't want to get hurt, boy, you should go.

How are you, sweetheart?

I know you should.

When I feel like a rock star

Never went school when I dropped out In a 420D with the top down Hit the rave and the shit get shut down Any town, anywhere, any place I...

Make the crowd jump from the baseline.

From the night sky to the daylight.

Yo, I just want a money and a great vibe.

One life, I'ma live it eight times.

Let's get it from the front to the back.

Put your guns up like you're under attack.

DJ's really got them under a trance.

Come with the bang, then I run to the bank.

Big boy checks my pockets on stands.

They call me George Bester from the North Check.

Say I'm all shit, just a bit more sex.

Drinks in the air, drink till there's no left.

Know that you're lied, buddy.

Hit by the side.

Oh, oh, oh, and if you don't wanna get hurt, boy, you should go.

How are you, sweetheart?

How you should know

How you should go