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?)

Like George and Alfie
I´m a baller
No competition, I ??? for West Yorkshire
I drink bubbly like its 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