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Man, I feel like George Best But I never wore red Coming for the North West Shots 'til we ballin' Hothead, got me livin' like I'm lawless Saw death and it knockin' on my doorstep Bitch I'm Gascoigne I don't give a fuck about the tabloids I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm a bad boy Ball hard like Diego Back hands front but Can't feel my throat Big zoot for my sore chest Drink 'til there's nowt left Fly like Clark Kent Ball like George Best 'Course I'm top ten More like top three More, many more sets Livin' like [?] Black hoodie when I rip the [?] Black hoodie and I finish a late Stack money when I hit the rave White snow like a winter's day (And I think you like that, don't ya?) SongtexteLike George and Alfie I'm a baller No competition, I [?] for West Yorkshire I drink bubbly like it's water The way that I'm living could've be in a Mortuary The fast lane gets scary Getting my dicks up when I flip the Ferrari True story I love getting lairy I've got nine lives thank Jesus and Mary I never thought I was gonna go far Now I've got big business taking over Bought a 911 and a Range Rover I'm indecisive so I bought both cars I get a Limousine with a [?] "Driver, take me to a titty showbar." Grab a couple dancers Drink Tequila Then I take 'em in the Limo for coca-cola Man I feel like a rockstar Never went school man I dropped out In that 420-D with the top down Hit the rave and this shit gets shut down Any town, anywhere, any place I Make the crowd jump from the bassline From the night sky to the daylight Yo, I just want the money and a great vibe Run life, Imma live it eight times Let's get it from the front to the back Put ya guns up like you're under attack DJ spin it got 'em under a trance Come with a bang then I run to the bank Big boy checks, my pockets on steds They call me George Best I'm from the North, check Same motion, just a bit more sex Drinks in the air, drinks 'til there's nowt left Aus Songtexte Mania