Lyrics Brest Bay - Stand High Patrol

Brest Bay

Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked
Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked
Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked
It’s a dubadub style!
From the western town, on the ganja
Come on now!
Dubadub come from of this area
Come on, now!
Imma Pupajim I’m the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word with this big bad style ya
Come on, now!
Me full of lyrics
Full of riddims and full of gimmicks
I can’t give a damn about critics
Load!
Automatic attack, with classics
We are raw, we’re young, we are mavericks
We come from Brest, not from the arctics
Not from London, not from the Sussex
Not from UK, not from the tropics!
But we have nuff dub licks and many tactics
Nuff nuff riddims and nuff nuff lyrics
Back to the roots, back to the basics
This is the brand new stereophonics!
From the western town, on the ganja
Come on now!
Dubadub come from of this area
Come on, now!
Imma Pupajim I’m the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word, big bad style ya
Come on, now!
Definite listener, now I will go cool funk
We are a dubadub, (dubadub!) fresh profiler
Cuisine in a fridge or in a cool drawer
We are a dubadub, fresh profiler
The men called Rooty, PJ, Mac Giver
Cooking freshly, we are the cool mafia
Gimme fresh, gimme cold, gimme cool, and gimme freezy
The three musketeers, always cooking freshly!
From the western town, on the ganja
Come on now!
Dubadub come from of this area
Come on, now!
Imma Pupajim I’m the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word, big bad style ya
Come on, now!
Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked
It’s a dubadub style !
Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked Wicked
It’s a dubadub style !
From the western
From the western
From the western town
From the western
From the western
From the western town