Letra de Mr Worldwide - Pete & Bas

(Feat. Bas)

(Omelette du fromage)

Yeah, hasta luego

Wagwan to the boys in Tobago

Keep one eye open for the plainclothes

I need more leg room for the plane home

E-se to the boys in Lagos

They hold it down when the man need favours

Transatlantic for my flavours

Might chuck the chips down in Vegas

Bonjour to the birds in France

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

One love when I'm in Jamaica

I bust Magnum when I wine and dance

German whip with a German stick

And a German chick when I'm out in Mainz

Plates of meat out down the beach house

With the chicas out in Spain

King Kong banging on my chest, I'm global

Running up numbers, money man, mogul

We don't chit-chat, we ain't vocal

We ship packs out, doing up postal

Shake hands with the locals

Network and we don't mean social

Stepped out in Italian suede

I tell a man prego, I tally up totals

Now once upon a time, I

Had dents in a ride, IHad zilch in the bank

Then I broke down bricks to serve up in the nighttime, now I'm

Mr. Worldwide, when I pull up outside

Girls wanna jump into the car and ride

I must apologise, I don't really have time

To chat and fraternise when they're threatening mine

Come on then, just touched down in Dublin

Get cash back, then double it

Bubbling carb in a pot, then shovel it

Smuggling, paid for the jewels I'm covered in

Go on then, grab him then, let's be having him

I just sparked a man's lights out, halogen

Then I boxed him up nice and packaged him

Shipped a man next day like Amazon

I just stepped out in Turkey

And I'm feeling certi

Had to back ouzo, dirty

Needs must when I'm feeling thirsty

Keep the dome bald on top

But the back's all nice and curly

Lord knows I tried to quit smoking

But a twenty-deck's one-pound-thirty

And a twenty-deck's one-pound-forty

Wife in Gibraltar brought that back for me

Tell her I'm out in Dubai

Smoking doobies, be back shortly

Yeah, and the plod just caught me

Slap on the wrist, mate, naughty, naughty

Yeah, so I slapped him a fifty

Federale changed his mind quite quickly

A man changed his tuneBanging on the drum, mate, click-clack boom

Laid a quick track with my old mate Fumez

And then kicked back with a pint in Spoons

Feet up with my hobnail boots

I sip another pint, it's time to get loose

See that boy, said he owes me money

Tap him on his head, mate, duck-duck goose

I feel a little burn when I back that Goose

I'm having 'em up large on a coastal cruise

A couple of rap stars in a three-piece suit

You never would've believed that's what we do

I look at the red dot when I ride and shoot

I come and collect guap when I'm sliding through

I fill up a red cup like I'm out in U–

SA, out here, low rides in a coupe

I'm out here, you want some?

Come and get it when I'm running on my lonesome

Sawn-off? Nah, I'm running with a long one

Dot-dot left him laid out in his long johns

Ping-pong, get slapped with a backhand

Baseball bat with the barbed wire wrapped 'round

Back of the net when I shoot that shot

Get laid out, WWE Smackdown

Yeah, hasta luego

Wagwan to the boys in Tobago

Keep one eye open for the plainclothes

I need more leg room for the plane home

E-se to the boys in Lagos

They hold it down when the man need favours

Transatlantic for my flavours

Might chuck the chips down in Vegas

Bonjour to the birds in France

Boulez-vous coucher avec moi?

One love when I'm in Jamaica

I bust Magnum when I wine and dance

German whip with a German stick

And a German chick when I'm out in Mainz

Plates of meat out down the beach house

With the chicas out in Spain

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