(Intro)
Yeah... look at 'em watching us.
They got their rules, but we got the keys.
Turn the volume up.
One, two, three, let's go...
(Hook)
We’re little fuckers just fucking around!
Little shits breaking windows and painting the town!
No cash in our pockets, just the butts that we found,
Yeah, we’re little fuckers just fucking around!
If you’re not with us, then you’re posh central
Fake tough talk but your background's gentle
N22 with our fingers, but our middles for your frown
Yeah, we’re little fuckers just fucking around!
(Breakdown)
Cheeky lil shit shit shit shit shits
Cheeky, cheeky, shit shit shits
If you're not with us then you’re Hufflepuff
Wood Green Slytherin nicking yo stuff
(Verse 1)
Sitting on the curb by the bossman shop,
Sipping on our fink till the blue lights pop.
Them Feds down the road but we don't give a toss,
Two-pound meal deal, ready to nosh like a boss.
Nicking trolley coins just to buy a cheap smoke,
Life’s a risk carnal, don’t tell me how to Vatos locos!
Bare talk, bare noise, jumping over gates,
Chancer in the back alley linking with his mates.
Talking all jammy, corner raised upper lip,
Middle fingers up, while we nicking they whip!
No money, no problem, we're taking the mick,
Doing double-digit speeds on the stolen joystick.
No fucks bruv, yeah, the ends Al Capone,
Cheeky little fucker calling your mum from your phone!
(Hook)
We’re little fuckers just fucking around!
Little shits breaking windows and painting the town!
No cash in our pockets, just the butts that we found,
Yeah, we’re little fuckers just fucking around!
[Breakdown]
Cheeky lil shit shit shit shit shits
Cheeky, cheeky, shit shit shits
If you're not with us then you’re Hufflepuff
Wood Green Slytherin nicking yo stuff
(Verse 2)
Spitfire attitude, not made for the offie,
Hold my fink, I gotta spend a penny!
Tuck the sour apples, running past the till,
Never took a lesson but we got the whole skill.
Oi, check the trainer size, matching with the cap,
Going on a tear through Chelsea and the Hampstead gap!
Getting on your tits so thick like a Toft,
While we're chucking old trainers right into your loft!
You got a curfew? Well, we got a brick,
Playing knock-down-ginger just to make the neighbors sick.
We're the N22 legends, wicked, wild, and free,
Harder than the biscuits on your Crockery!
(Bridge)
One for the money, but we ain't got none.
Two for the show, yeah we do it for the fun.
Three for the Feds running after the crew,
Four for the Slytherins running the school!
Are you ready? Are you ready?
N22, tell 'em what we do!
(Hook)
We’re little fuckers just fucking around!
Little shits breaking windows and painting the town!
No cash in our pockets, just the butts that we found,
Yeah, we’re little fuckers just fucking around!
[Breakdown]
Cheeky lil shit shit shit shit shits
Cheeky, cheeky, shit shit shits
If you're not with us then you’re Hufflepuff
Wood Green Slytherin nicking yo stuff
(Outro)
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Ske ske Skedaddle
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