Raving In The Studio (Radio Edit)

(Feel good) (Feel good) (Feel good) (Feel good) (Feel good) I ain't got no paper and the missus locked me out Ain't no stayin' my mumsy's 'cause my sister got the shout See them talkin' on my name, but I ain't givin' them the clout I don't know what all them fuckers talkin' shit to me about Fu-fu-fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio Sha-Sha-Sha-Shapes in the booth, in my hand, two cups and a zoot All the gyal them stuck to kid Rude boy should've stuck to the truth Mix vodka with the SYPS or fuck 'round, mix cognac with the boost Stepped out, jump in the whip, got ten, ten tings in the back of the coupe Safe, tell a man, "Watch" Grip mic, then grip the next watch Go blind when I spit, I can't watch Spit a light 16 and I breeze I'm from ends where somethin' gets popped That's mushrooms, bullets and Es I'm from ends where somethin' gets cropped That's pictures, pussy and trees Man, I'm ravin' in the studio Ra-ra-ra-ravin' in the studio Man, I'm ravin' in the studio The club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio Fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio Yeah Windmill, windmill for the land Turn forever, hand in hand Take it all in on your stride (alright) It is ticking, falling down (yeah, yeah, yeah) Love forever, love is free, let's turn forever, you and me (okay) Windmill, windmill for the land, is everybody in? Ra-ra-ravin' in the studio (yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ooh-ooh) Pour a drink and roll trees up, sleepin' on me, get beat up If you heard I was with your girl, just know I'm tearin' them cheeks up I don't care 'bout your man, babe, where he's from or what he does In the studio at like 6 a.m., just prayin' nobody sees us And it ain't right (yeah), partyin' until daylight (yeah) Hit the booth and I take flight, looks like we're in for a great night (yeah, yeah, yeah) Little scruffy skinhead scally, treatin' manny like it's Cali Burnin' reefer in the taxi, now my jeans are full off backie Man, I'm ravin' in the studio Ra-ra-ra-ravin' in the studio (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Man, I'm ravin' in the studio The club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio Fuck it, I ain't fussy, pass the Henny and the Julio You do as you wish, I'm on my bill, another doobie flow Either way, we're out tonight, I'm tryna make a movie If the club ain't fuckin' open, then I'm ravin' in the studio City's breakin' down on a camel's back They just have to go 'cause they don't know wack So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see You won't get out the county 'cause you're damned and free (okay) You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style A melancholy town where we never smile And all I wanna hear is the message beep My dreams, they've gotta kiss me 'cause I don't get to sleep, no