Big Shaq — Fire in the Booth

[Intro: Roadman Shaq & Charlie Sloth] Are you ready for this G, yeah? C'mon, man, I was born ready and dat Okay, aight, boom Big Shaq, hold tight, Asznee Skutnu, Ratnu, Oosna Hold tight the gyal dem as well, boom [Verse 1: Roadman Shaq] Two plus two is four, minus one that's three, quick maths Everyday man's on the block, smoke trees See your girl in the park, that girl is a uckers When the ting went quack-quack-quack, you man were ducking Hold tight, Asznee, he's got the pumpy Hold tight, my man, he's got the frisbee I trap, trap, trap on the road, movin' that cornflakes Rice Krispie, hold tight, my girl Whitney (perfect) On the road doin' ten toes, like my toes You man thought I froze, I see a peng girl, then I pose If she's not on it, I ghost, hah, look at your nose What? You dickhead! Look at your nose Nose long like garden hose, shhh, you get me? [Interlude: Roadman Shaq & Charlie Sloth] Boom, man's gonna come back in (yeah, yeah) You know like that? (yeah, yeah, yeah) You're feelin' that? (yeah, yeah, bad, bad) You dun know, I see you shiverin' and that Don't get shook man's here (aight) You protected-ed, yeah? (aight, let's do it) Aight, boom, let's go, boom [Verse 2: Roadman Shaq] Hop out the four-door with the .44, it was one, two, three and four Chillin' in the corridor, your dad is forty-four And he's still callin' man for a draw, let him know When I see him, I'm gonna spin his jaw Take man's Twix by force, send man shop by force Your girl knows I've got the sauce, no ketchup Just sauce, raw sauce Boom, yo, gah The ting goes skrrrahh, pap, pap, ka-ka-ka Skibiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom Skya, du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun Poom, poom You dun know, Big Shaq, ha, yo, yeah-yeah Alright, fire-fire-fire in the booth You get me, man's not hot I tell her man's not hot, hah, cot I tell her man's not hot The girl told me, "Take off your jacket" I said, "Babes, man's not hot" Yo, man can never be hot Perspiration ting, Lynx effect [Outro: Roadman Shaq & Charlie Sloth] Yo, you dun know Dun know, y-you You look a bit shook, Charlie You look a bit hot What's that? Y-y-ya sweating and that again Brudda, man don't make jokes with me, Charlie Aight, aight, aight, cool, yeah Yeah, man, listen, you're-you're cool and that Yeah, yeah, dun know Do you understand what I'm saying? You're cool and that (yeah, yeah) but I know how you look ennit, (yeah) do you understand what I'm saying? (yeah) I don't wanna set the, you know, the goons on you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah You know like that? Aight, cool, don't take me for one of these boys and that, do you know what I'm sayin'? Man's really about it