Lulla HF – A Pound For 3 Samosas

I just paid a pound for 3 samosas

Ladies love cool James, bitches love Sosa

Who loves Lulla though? Hmm

I save all my best lyrics for text based social media, cos that’s far more important than the music itself

Rounding up the rodents, Fly kicking opponents, fly tipping components call Environmental health

No Burying the hatchet like a juggalow funeral

Numero uno wild card I draw 4

If these walls could talk, they’d probably snitch on the floorboards

Losing value quicker than new cars off a forecourt

You’ve had your fun, party done, I’m the spoil sport, sore loser, dashing the controller at your smart screen

Don’t think I won’t infiltrate your local darts team

Tell them all I’m massive on the New York City art scene

I pick a pocket like Ronnie the rocket

Nobody dies, put the cash in the bucket

Catch me live like a shock from a socket

Googley eyes, now this sock is a puppet

Google it lies to the general public

You decide to wholeheartedly trust it

They raise themselves like flour for a vanilla sponge

And your surprised when these kids become killers young