FEELIN LIKE PETER ANDRE (WAVY AFFAIRZ 2)

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah
Mysterious girl, move your body close to mine
Come on move your body
Come on move your body

Yurrrt
Uh uh
Hahaha, sku-dudu, sku-dudu, sku-dudu

[Chorus]
Mysterious gally, got me feelin' like Peter Andre
But she way too on me, she tryna be my fiance
To the left, to the left, I send her that way, I'm Beyonce
Certain dons think their dripping the long way
Well I'm sorry, your not mate
One time for my g and my geezer, my chap, and my pal and my hombre
Mandem link up, en route, on train
Wavy affair, far away just gone kway
Too much cognac, head top concave
Oh for god's sakе, I'm conked mate
Got your bae on mе tryna bond, wait
Tell her my name is not James

[Verse 1]
But I can do it 007
Swerve in a Aston, swerve with a bad ting
Yats dem think that I'm Brad Pitt
Yats on [?] blackberry backflip
Said that thing that I say, then they jacked it
One more, two more, hat trick
Jack D and the Capri-Sun mix up
That's a Capri-spun, glug glug, backed it
Feelin' swaztastic
Make your head top lean on a X Y axis
Gally on me going batshit
Wanna get shaggy, wanna get boombastic
Want a loverman, want a young Shabba Rankin
Hang about, just got packs in
Let's have it, this one peng like Jorja
Cor, get it together, passionfruit in a zoot I'm relaxing
In a gucci shoe, man I just might moonwalk towards your boo
Too smooth tryna Michael Jack some, on a flash one
Like yes love, what's happening?
Am I Kibo? Oh, you're tapped in
Who's your friend there? She's bedazzling
Let's touch yard make a buff ting sandwich

[Chorus]
Mysterious gally, got me feelin' like Peter Andre
But she way too on me, she tryna be my fiance
To the left, to the left, I send her that way, I'm Beyonce
Certain dons think their dripping the long way
Well I'm sorry, your not mate
One time for my g and my geezer, my chap, and my pal and my hombre
Mandem link up, en route, on train
Wavy affair, far away just gone kway
One time for my people, my brother, my sister and my [?]
Worldwide link up, en route, on plane
Wavy affair, far away just gone kway

[Verse 2]
Bare wavy affairs at the gaff, now gyal wan' visit this wickedest shindig
Watch got frosted tips, that's boyband drip, should've been in NSYNC
The way I stay with a caked up darling, they should've called me Mr Kipling
Piff ting amazing, yeah she a marvel, but not a Brie Larson, a Scarlet Witch ting
Rah, I got vision, you see it? I preed it
I ain't got a cape though, so I can't save it
Your swag fugazi, it came from Craigslist
Call me the Caucasian Craig David
When I say I'm Redline riding, I don't mean I'm taking a train from Leyton Station
I'm saying I'm going top speed like JP, nyoom
Do it like Jason Statham, fuego baby I came back blazing
Tryna be a HA3 A-list star in the hood like Tinchy Stryd'
Ed Hardy shubs to link up tonight
Might throw a Versace soiree next week or a Gucci gathering, keep that discreet
A Moschino motive still on the cards, and a Prada piss-up after at the yard

[Outro]
I just came out the water, looking like Peter Andre
Can't talk to a wasteman, je ne parle pas anglais
I'm doing two hunnid mph on the m-way, the wrong way
Sku-dudu, sku-dudu, sku-dudu, I don't give a toss mate
I don't give a fuck, hahah
I just stepped out topless, I'm feeling like Peter Andre
When I'm skanking on stage, I'm feeling like Peter Andre
It's Fuego F Baby, and the F is for FFFFFPETER ANDRE
YUUUURRRRRRRRT