Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Love It, artist - The Manor. Album song Weak Days, Strong Nights, in the genre Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
We Love It |
| I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I just put my link in one cab |
| Then call one back on Whatsapp |
| It’s all easy come then it goes |
| Just take a look at my clothes |
| Bought a Stoney paid the full whack |
| But I’ll send it back when I’m low |
| Because we play the game with no fear |
| Ain’t wore shin pads out in ten years |
| I’ve been makin' tune with my mates |
| No-one gave a fuck now they care |
| Oh yer yer let’s all have it large |
| Put a couple hotel rooms on my card |
| I’ll get the booze just book me one brass |
| He’ll take the plunge just push him off last, we love it |
| No agg, I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up-up-up-up (we love it) |
| Up for days I’ve gone mad |
| (Up for days I’ve gone mad) |
| Up for days I’ve gone (we love it) |
| Gone mad, gone mad, gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days but, we love it |
| Brixton beach, Babylon day rave |
| Flick three rackets from KJ, I’m still awake |
| From yesterday’s, Palace away game |
| Ain’t slept out here, same way grey day |
| Payday, bag of white with me KKK |
| Kardashian slice I play Ray J |
| Make a bait face famous, dangerous |
| Bird on the painters laters |
| House parties, fuck the neighbours |
| Sorts next door, I’ll fuck the neighbours |
| Audacious collection of trainers |
| Twelve quid on a four-dayer in Vegas |
| Don’t believe what you read in the papers |
| Humble round fans and stunt for the haters |
| Can’t settle 'til my kettle collection’s outrageous |
| Crews of the ravers and booze crusaders |
| No agg, I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up-up-up-up (we love it) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone mad |
| (Up for days, I’ve gone mad) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone (we love it) |
| Gone mad, gone mad, gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days but, we love it |
| White Panamera |
| Pool side in the South East riviera |
| Who said London can’t do caj? |
| Thigh high all white shorts in your area |
| We’re doing bits al fresco |
| Builders' splosh no |
| Naughty sort in a cafe del mambo |
| She takes after her nan so Crespo |
| Getting 'old of a Copenhagen |
| Odds on still got my bods on ravin' |
| They’re ain’t a penny we’re savin' |
| Worked all year for the piss we’re takin' |
| It’s like a Sunday at jet you bet |
| Buzz comes up like we got no debt |
| Rave when the suns up 'til the sun set |
| Birds on the beach let’s go get wet |
| No agg, I’ve been up for days, I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up-up-up-up (we love it) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone mad |
| (Up for days, I’ve gone mad) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone mad (we love it) |
| Gone mad, gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days but, we love it |
| No agg, I’ve been up for days I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up-up-up-up (we love it) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone mad |
| (Up for days, I’ve gone mad) |
| Up for days, I’ve gone mad (we love it) |
| Gone mad, gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days, I’ve gone mad |
| I’ve been up for days but, we love it |