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Vibe Chemistry X Example X Window Kid X Local X Elro - Runny Egg (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vibe Chemistry
Vibe Chemistry
Performer
Local
Local
Performer
Window Kid
Window Kid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Morisco-Tarr
Alex Morisco-Tarr
Composer
Elliot Gleave Richard Sheppard Greg Pikett Ian Llewellyn-Rowe
Elliot Gleave Richard Sheppard Greg Pikett Ian Llewellyn-Rowe
Lyrics

Lyrics

Fat sausage, sunny and a runny egg I said ugh, minging, filthy, stinking This one's dirty like a crackhead's kitchen I was sipping, whiffing, 40 pound ticking I was broken, Tesco's nicking chicken Locks on my vandal, gamble, Amstore Screwball, and I scramble Jingle and I jangle So if you need the vibes, just give me a bell though I told her that my name was Elro, well though You sure that's Coke? Fuck no's junk 'Cause I feel all wonky I'm gonna' pop to smoke I got two ticks on me I lost them both So I asked this worldy What was your issue? It was a joke Can you lend me a five for that Just emptied the fruity twice Popped to the bar Fuck her ice Caught eyes with a girl that's nice What she bought, then bought it twice I might be the awkward type But I can fix that with a bag that's white If you try call that guy and he don't text back Then ring that twice I met this Slater girl, I think her name was Kat And I think she's fit, but she probably thinks I'm fat And it probably doesn't help that I'm a massive twat But I do have a butcher, and his name is Pat (Pat) I'm a mishap with a hit-flask And a Kit Kat and a six-pack And some shit chat and a chick that got a big back But right now I'm on my own, I'm linking with the lads later So I'll have two pints of Guinness please, thanks waiter (Thanks waiter, thanks waiter, thanks waiter, thanks waiter) Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, sausage sunny and a runny egg Fat sausage, where you stick it? Tell her check her back pocket Wrong socket then I take your mic and run to stage, rocket Here's one for your nostril, call me Nostradamus Catch me with the actors, and the gangsters, and the pranksters, and the weed farmers I'm your favorite dealer celebrity, and as I say this one Just pay me some I don't care what beat, what playlist, play this one Just swiftly do a jager bomb with Kaylee's son, and Rv John Then Taylor Swift Inside the booth toilet with your baby mom Hi hi hi hi hi
Writer(s): Alex Morisco-tarr, Elliot Gleave, Greg Pikett, Richard Sheppard, Ian Llewellyn-rowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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