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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brothers
Performer
Joel Fletcher
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brothers
Composer
Joel Allan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joel Fletcher
Producer
Open Till L8
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Let's trot
Let's trot
Let's trot
Aye
[Verse 1]
I'm ready to party, pour me a shot
Nothing more, nothing less, I'm ready to trot
I dropped out of school, but I still got class
Teachers lookin' at me now like I've lost the plot
Yeah, so what?
David (Shooting)
Beckham (Goals)
The way I be pullin' these benders
The way these Instagram models be giving me brain
Man, they got me stressin'
I came from the trenches
Since young, I been gettin' that dough
Now, I'm getting paid 40K for a show
20 for me, 20 for my bro
Now we're heading straight to the club
And we're lining up drinks at the bar
We down that shit so fast, no Usain Bolt
I'm feeling like Josh Addo-Carr
So, raise your glass
'Cause now we got the whole club jumpin'
You know who it is
Brothers, Joel Fletcher, when you hear that trumpet
[PreChorus]
'Cause I'm ready to party, pour me a shot
Nothin' more, nothin' less, I'm ready to trot
I dropped out of school but I still got class
Teachers lookin' at me now like I've lost the plot
All the girls on the left, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"
All the boys on the right, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"
Got bass underneath that drop
We don't stop
Let's fuckin' trot
[Chorus]
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
[Verse 2]
Aye, boys, the borders are open
First stop, let's head to the Gold Coast
It's a sold-out show, forecast, hot
So are the bitches, ha, let's trot
Melbourne is next, crowd's off their head
Can't forget the love while we in their debt
Just touched down near Brissie
Sin city, I've got more freaks than Timmy
Pulled up in a VL Turbo
Call up the boys, till I finish at the servo
Smoke it up like magic
Take this bend like Hazem El Masri
Next up, Tassie
Where the party at? Send me the addy
I pull up with Kooris, call up Akhis
Even got Aussies yellin' out fuckin' Yalla
[Verse 3]
Brothers
Fletcher
Aussie
Oi
Shutdown
Skepta
Yeah, we do this with no pressure
And we pull up to Perth, we shut down clubs and we shut down stores
If I'm on the field, I'm running the ball
If one gets hit, then it's all in, brawl
Business class on the way back home
The craziest shows in Sydney
My circle's small, but we stay winning
So raise your cup for the life that we're living
[PreChorus]
'Cause I'm ready to party, pour me a shot
Nothing more, nothing less, I'm ready to trot
I dropped out of school but I still got class
Teachers lookin' at me now like I've lost the plot
All the girls on the left, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"
All the boys on the right, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"
Got bass underneath that drop
We don't stop
Let's fuckin' trot
[Chorus]
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Let's trot
Let's fuckin' trot
Written by: Brothers, Joel Allan