[Intro: Coolio]

Yo, cuz

Ringsend and Compton on a track

What the fuck's up with that?

[Verse 1: Casper Walsh]

Where I come from, bricks get danced on

Then sold by the fellas with the amps on

To be bought, to be bought by moi

So I get me hole quicker than a tampon

I never gave a bollox about politics

'Cause all I ever wanted was me bollox licked

Mr. Cool's got the big bollox

Step back 'fore he fills you full of hollow tips

[Verse 2: Coolio]

Pitty pat, pitty pat, hard on the kitty cat

Triple X got the pussy gushing on a kitty mat

Pretty face, long hair, thighs and the titties fat

Got her ass screaming, "Who is he? Where'd you get him at?"

Then she start yelling, "It don't matter, just don't put him back!"

Got the pussy full, is he Irish, or is he black?

I guess it don't matter just as long as he a pussy mat

Player pimp pulling up in a killer Cadillac

He's mine, he's mine, I want 'em all the time

The pussy belong to him, no ninety-nine

He on that gangster shit, he give me gangster dick

Oh, what am I to do? Now I got a gangster clit

Do it well all the time, make the pussy swell

Then it's back to the house in the beat, with no pussy smell

[Bridge: Casper Walsh]

Make a bomb in the kip, then make that shit blow

Fucking pretty women and I'm dipping out their window

[Chorus: Casper Walsh]

She drop it low and she's teasing, man

But I can never love, I'm too freezing, man

Darling, please understand

Your fella wants a go, is he bleeding mad?

I've two keys in my hand

One is for your man, the other's for my wagon

My escape wagon, my escape wagon, my escape wagon

Now watch me disappear when this rave is done

[Verse 3: Eskimo Supreme]

Four figure digit outfit, no shit

Patek on the wrist, now you know it's legit

Ice around the neck, gold on the kicks

I never carry weapons, but the boys stay equipped

Don't ask why, pal, it has to be done

Married women wanna suck me like a Capri-Sun

They want the young bull, they want me, I run the clubs

While their beer-belly fellas are running straight to the pub (Gangsta, Gangsta)

I won't sleep on a bed if the sheets aren't silk

Sleep with a young one if I know she's not filth

All day sitting on me hole, no guilt

All day bitching in me ear, I'm not built to be dealing with no hoodrat

They love me, but I can't love back

Asking will I ever come back?

I never come back

[Chorus: Casper Walsh]

She drop it low and she's teasing, man

But I can never love, I'm too freezing, man

Darling, please understand

Your fella wants a go, is he bleeding mad?

I've two keys in my hand

One is for your man, the other's for my wagon

My escape wagon, my escape wagon, my escape wagon

Now watch me disappear when this rave is done

[Outro: Coolio]

Ringsend and Compton

You always knew it was gonna happen

Ringsend.. The Compton of Europe

Drink some syrup

The Compton of Europe

Ringsend