Quick Little Freestyle Lyrics

Quick Little Freestyle - Pete & Bas

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And I've got sticks with lasers

And we've got tools that bang

And I'm quick on the draw like Usain Bolt

Whip it out if a boy gets jumpy

Run a man down with a brick

Left dust on his face, did that for the family

Knocked back two shots of the brandy

Need a man knocked down then shout me

Take hold of the wheel

Wind the windows down while I fix his steering

Got paid for the last job well

You can tell by the size of the rocks in my earrings

Pull up and spray at the windshield

Lay one down and I'm going cross country

It can get a bit rough down there

So I bought a new Kevlar vest off Gumtree

And I've got sticks with lasers

And we've got tools that bang

And I'm quick on the draw like Usain Bolt

Whip it out if a boy gets jumpy

BAS:

Bust shots in the cafe big stack of hash browns

Break necks when I'm walking around

Quick *shwi-shwi-psh* and he's down

I've got bands locked down in the war chest

And I've got eyes on the unmarked van

If he comes round here then I'm capping his knees

And his mates can wheel him around

Didn't wanna do that neither

Ghillie suit in the back of the Beamer

Quick little scrap at the roulette table

Bouncing his head off the dealer

I whip sticks out and I'm ringing off rounds

And I'm quick with the fingers

Full room on the floor

Might have broken a couple of windows

PETE:

Put a strap to the back of his head

And he's conked out dreaming

The whole family's scheming

Got my wife on the road in the evenings

Make more money in the night time

Dings on the line that's daylight saving

Put a fist to his face and he dropped dead weight

And became best mates with the pavement

Got a thingamajiggy I'm rejigging it quickly

And I'm adding all sorts of attachments

Big scope with the thermal sight

And I'm up on the rooftop prone on a mattress

Breaker breaker, Pete's in the pub with a baked potato

Pint in his hand and a Sunday paper

Not today boys, I'll see you later

Sent big boys home in a box

Four days on the trot

Don't pay for the postage

Look son, get with the programme

Touch the remote and your neck gets broken

You must be joking

Got two pool balls in a tube sock

And I'm gonna boot this front door open

Hand in a plastic bag

Rip off the ankle tag and poke him

I don't want a call from the coast guard

Chained to a block so a man's not floating

Handbreak turn in a Jag

Won't catch me waving a flag

I'll clap every one of you mugs

Then I'm out on the town with a pint and a fag