Do Till I

[Hook]

99 problems but a bitch ain't one (Kobe)

But did you burn this god damn house right down? (Sophie)

Throw something at ya just for acting dumb (Naomi)

Show the paparazzi my bogies for being nosey

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

I D.O till somebody call the police

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

Yeah, I D.O. till I O.D

I D.O. till somebody call the police

[Verse 1]

Knock knock, who's there?

Your daddy's worst nightmare

I'm mile high club fly

Them other rappers Ryanair (I swear)

How the hell do I say this shit?

How the hell do I say this shit?

How the hell do I say this shit?

How the hell do I get away with this?

Pardon me if I swear

But what a fucking year

A lot of sex, drugs and rock and roll

But the doctors say I'm all clear

We've got girls over there

We've got girls over there

By the time the night is over

They're gonna be in their underwear

All my greedy people get ugly

Specs on like I study

Break her heart if she love me

If you ain't on the jury, don't judge me

My favourite pair of cheap Monday's

My belt Crocodile Dundee

I got David Becks on my undies

And I got a girl that lives in your country, ho

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I want to scream but I'm baritone

I'm fucking lean and I'm Sharon Stone

Straight up your Ali G, Sacha Baron Cohen

Alright, I'm doing Ellie's mansion up in Marylebone

Tell the groupies no camera phones

It costs a lot to wear rags and bones

? on that eighth floor

And bring back a bunch of tag-alongs

We run this city like marathons

Disturbing London vagabond

?

When I bang a blonde to a Cameron song

My sane people go mental

Crazy people go gentle

What you call it? Shut up prick, I call it experimental

I'm one of the UK's most influential

I don't really give a fuck if I offend you

And I've got a piece of wood in my trousers, girl

That's really easy to assemble

[Hook]

[Outro]

Yeah I D.O. till I O.D

On my Nintendo playing Mario and Yoshi

Yeah ordered some mutton

I'm teaching Gordon Ramsey how to make a roti

I put diamonds in my rose wreath

Cleanup on aisle five to mosh pits in row three

Put your fucking hands up like a goalie

I O.D. on Ozs but this is poetry