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home brew - saturday كلمات الأغنية

intro
yeah aha aha ah
aha aha ah (whats the time? oh sh..)
yeah

[verse 1: tom scott]
i woke up feeling like i broke both legs
head still stinging from the pepe lopez
i ring my mate gibby like “hey bro sesh?”
my missus like “why are all your mates dope heads?”
i cook her up a feed like babe “babe don’t stress”
she’s still p-ssed off like “these ain’t poached eggs”
hey sorry baby but i ain’t no chef
and by the way, your stir fry’s ain’t so spesh
then i gapped up the road sweet as, playing happy
walked up to gibbs place they were playing hacky
jumped in the circle, kneed it, kicked it
ah ah ah ah ah, oh missed it
then we took a quick trip to kingsland for liquid
sat and talked sh-t with the boys i was kids with
jono starts talking drain laying bullsh-t quick
“ever rode a bobcat? bro that’s sick sh-t”
everyone trying to sneak away from him on tippy toes
‘cuz no one understands what he’s on about like gizzy bro
“where you going gib, i’m about to tell you ’bout the digger bro”
sounds mean jono, just send me the video
“hey where did gibby go” “ah i think he walked away”
man i love the c-nt but sh-t he can talk all day
an his mum’s sort of strange, but i love him anyway
plus his dad shouted us all tickets to the auckland game
it was close as, no time left (ohh don’t do that, p-ss it, don’t kick it)
southland made a comeback like wyclef
jono’s yelling up in my ear like i’m deaf
in front of kids like “ah f-cking offside ref!”
anyway i headed home, wrote a rap, took a nap quick
yawned, made a feed, took a cr-p, lit the match stick
backwards to gibbs in a flash like magic
sat with the pack, sip max lit, cat nip
watched the warriors, vatuvei got a hat-trick
sh-t a couple months ago he couldn’t even catch it
that sh-t made me think one day you’re brad pitt
next day it’s all gone, and you ain’t jack sh-t
the game finished and i sat, had a chat with gibbs for a minute ’bout life
all of that sh-t
then i grabbed my keys, then i’m off
hand slap quick
we’re like “sweet bro, tomorrow”
then i gapped it
and ah, really bro that’s it
sat-rday

and everyday is sat-rday my friend (x4)
and sat-rday again

- home brew

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