Inna

[Hook]

I'm inna

[Verse 1]

There were trendy wannabes staring in my face

As I stepped to the place I could taste their glare

Tall hair, small hair, nuff shapes of hair

Swinging out blabber with the coin to spare

Me myself, I only got five quid to spend

And once I've broken this note my pockets on a bend

Supping on a brew so my vibe gets stirred

Feeling kind of brave as my vision is blurred

Skeets in the place, they blow my mind

I rehearse my approach and I picks my time

Second thoughts at last would distress my night

So I was just content with them sight

It were me on my jack jones, lone getting down

Freaking to the sound as the bass bins pound

I'm inna..

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[Verse 2]

Cotching at the bar side, taking in the view

Press luck, trying to scrounge me a next pint of brew

It's not my regular spot, see I know nobody

So I assume the role of some tender somebody

To attract the attention of some cat with some dough

Be it Jane or Flo', I'm slick with god flow

Looking down at my feet, 'tender' written cross my face

Hoping that some skeet aids my case

Twenty minutes pass and I gets no joy

I brainstormed in a gear for my plan deployed

It was a skeet behind the bar, almost dark as me

Needed a drink so her dream lover had to be me

I said 'Hon, I love the way you work that square

I know you's a ten and you got nice hair'

I blew she two kisses, two tries and I misses

Third time lucky, I'm hitting the target

She's warming to my vibe, looking deep into my eyes

I'm spewing out lies but she's none the wiser

Said 'I can't find my bredren with my twenty pound note

I'm feeling kind of hoarse in the throat'

She steps to the brew tap, pumps me a brew

I said 'Hon, I really don't expect this of you'

Pushed the brew to my hand and I grips it tight

Turns her back and I slips out of sight

I'm inna..

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[Verse 3]

Back in the midst of them sweaty boogie folk

Some cat comes up and tries to sell me some smoke

I said 'What you got, weed or hash?' He said 'Hash'

I said 'I don't smoke that but I'll take a quick blast'

It was a potent cocktail, this hash and brew

I flips, acting like I'm not known to do

Strips down to my waist, I was feeling hot

Getting wild sensations from my head to my...

In a drunken stupor, sweating on this skeet

The company of us cats, they didn't want to keep

Then in came my bartender friend and two bouncers

Accusing me of theft, Lord knows I should've left

But this buzz in me was like grinning up my jaw

Before I knew shite I were flat 'pon the floor

Inna, man..

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