Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh My Gosh, artist - Skepta. Album song Microphone Champion, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.05.2009
Record label: Skepta
Song language: English
Oh My Gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Here we go again |
I got locked up by the po po again |
I’ve been in here since half past ten |
It’s half past two now when’s all this gonna end |
I only had one phonecall so I used it |
To call my best friend |
I told him get all the stuff out the house |
Before the po po come searching the prem |
The fed keeps looking at me through the flap |
Blad, go check somebody else |
He took my shoelaces n took my belt |
Look we both know there’s no way I can hang myself |
One minute I saw blue lights |
The next minute I’m getting read my rights |
Officer the cuffs are way too tight |
You’re taking the piss out my life |
It’s a hype |
When I woke up this morning |
I never thought I’d be sitting in a cell |
On a blue mat no blanket yawning |
Hoping that I get bail |
Mum said that I gotta change my ways |
But I’m a typical man, wanna be a boss |
But then I got shift like oh my days |
Now I’m sitting in the cell, like oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Oh my days, oh my gosh |
Nah, no I don’t wanna cup of tea |
Just press R-E-C-O-R-D |
My name’s Joe all I just wanna say N-O |
C-O double M E-N-T |
Only thing I know about is me |
Chat about next man I can’t hear or see |
Never talk on behalf of my co — d |
And I don’t want a quiet word with a PC |
I don’t wanna cigarette no I don’t smoke |
And I definitely don’t wanna bust no joke |
I know blacks, but I don’t know brown |
And I don’t like fizzy drinks, I don’t know about no coke |
One minute I saw blue lights |
The next minute I’m getting read my rights |
Officer the cuffs are way too tight |
You’re taking the piss out my life |
It’s a hype |
When I woke up this morning |
I never thought I’d be sitting in a cell |
On a blue mat no blanket yawning |
Hoping that I get bail |
Mum said that I gotta change my ways |
But I’m a typical man, wanna be a boss |
But then I got shift like oh my days |
Now I’m sitting in the cell, like oh my gosh |