(Feel good)
(Feel good)
(Feel good)
(Feel good)
(Feel good)
I ain't got no paper and the missus locked me out
Ain't no stayin' my mumsy's 'cause my sister got the shout
See them talkin' on my name, but I ain't givin' them the clout
I don't know what all them fuckers talkin' shit to me about
Fu-fu-fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio
You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow
Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie
If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio
Sha-Sha-Sha-Shapes in the booth, in my hand, two cups and a zoot
All the gyal them stuck to kid
Rude boy should've stuck to the truth
Mix vodka with the SYPS or fuck 'round, mix cognac with the boost
Stepped out, jump in the whip, got ten, ten tings in the back of the coupe
Safe, tell a man, "Watch"
Grip mic, then grip the next watch
Go blind when I spit, I can't watch
Spit a light 16 and I breeze
I'm from ends where somethin' gets popped
That's mushrooms, bullets and Es
I'm from ends where somethin' gets cropped
That's pictures, pussy and trees
Man, I'm ravin' in the studio
Ra-ra-ra-ravin' in the studio
Man, I'm ravin' in the studio
The club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio
Fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio
You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow
Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie
If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio
Yeah
Windmill, windmill for the land
Turn forever, hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride (alright)
It is ticking, falling down (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love forever, love is free, let's turn forever, you and me (okay)
Windmill, windmill for the land, is everybody in?
Ra-ra-ravin' in the studio (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh-ooh)
Pour a drink and roll trees up, sleepin' on me, get beat up
If you heard I was with your girl, just know I'm tearin' them cheeks up
I don't care 'bout your man, babe, where he's from or what he does
In the studio at like 6 a.m., just prayin' nobody sees us
And it ain't right (yeah), partyin' until daylight (yeah)
Hit the booth and I take flight, looks like we're in for a great night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Little scruffy skinhead scally, treatin' manny like it's Cali
Burnin' reefer in the taxi, now my jeans are full off backie
Man, I'm ravin' in the studio
Ra-ra-ra-ravin' in the studio (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man, I'm ravin' in the studio
The club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio
Fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio
You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow
Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie
If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio
City's breakin' down on a camel's back
They just have to go 'cause they don't know wack
So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see
You won't get out the county 'cause you're damned and free (okay)
You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
A melancholy town where we never smile
And all I wanna hear is the message beep
My dreams, they've gotta kiss me 'cause I don't get to sleep, no
