A summer anthem in tribute to a childhood of frosty Australian goodness.

Written and performed by Chubb Maguire
Beat Producer: Mixtape Seoul
Mix Engineer: Elijah Summer

LYRICS:
HOOK
I need a Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Goin' a hundred miles an hour through this hot as balls summer (Yeah)
It's getting humid and I think I'm gonna lose it
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag
Sucking ice blocks on the daily
I tried to quit but I can't stop because they're tasty
I need a Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag

VERSE 1
Woah, keep my esky ice cold
And all these people want to know
How I gave up all the smokes (Well let me tell you bout' it)
Needed something with the flavour
Nicotine did a man no favours
Sitting in the hot sand, sun was blazing
Cut the top off, damn that shit was amazing

HOOK
It was a Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Goin' a hundred miles an hour through this hot as balls summer (Yeah)
It's getting humid and I think I'm gonna lose it
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag
Sucking ice blocks on the daily
I tried to quit but I can't stop because they're tasty
I need a Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag

VERSE 2
Zooper Doopers in the shower
Zooper Doopers every hour
Zooper Doopers on the counter
Zooper Doopers in my trousers
I suck them up sweet or sour
Eight different flavours baby, I can taste the power
I'm like, gimme that cosmic cola, fairy floss
Yeah, a little bit of lime
Blackcurrent, raspberry, soda
Don't care, they're all looking fine
I just can't help myself
Sweating bullets and they ask me why I stay so chill

BRIDGE
I tell em' woah, keep my esky ice cold
Maguire back in the zone
Rolling with that icey pole
I don't want ice cream, it's just not my thing
Want the sugar not the fat rushing through my bloodstream
I just want those streams, but they're not biting
So I took it back to basics, get the crowd vibing

HOOK
I need that Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Goin' a hundred miles an hour through this hot as balls summer (Yeah)
It's getting humid and I think I'm gonna lose it
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag
Sucking ice blocks on the daily
I tried to quit but I can't stop because they're tasty
I need a Zooper Dooper I've been sweating in the Uber
Man I need a little drag
Need a whole bag

ZOOPER DOOPER

A musical arrangement about day-drinking during self-isolation.

Lyrics:
INTRO:
Now I can see clearly
Sitting round here and there's nobody near me
Missing my friends and my family dearly
Missing the days we could share a brewski
But I've got a theory
Time to relax and just take it easy
I'll be chilling on Zoom if you need me
Have a lil' break and sip on that quarantini

VERSE 1:
Fill up a glass or three
Perhaps a long island iced tea
Or a cosmo, that's sweet
Straight up or keep it neat
Bond likes it shaken not stirred
Have any way you prefer
Sink a couple while you work
Mix in every liquor
I'm talking bit of rum, bit of whisky
Bit of gin, get frisky
Bit of wine, bit of vodka
Moonshine, nothing will stop ya'
Crack open a coldie on Facetime
Down Proper 12 in the sunshine
Sip Rose until moonlight
Wake up hungover, yeah do it right

VERSE 2:
Every hour is happy hour
Sipping these cruisers, sweet and sour
Tipsy, tripping and full of power
Never lived my life any louder
Being social from a distance
Exercising good habits is different
Who knew that one day it would come to this
Day-drinking to please my government

CHORUS:
Now I can see clearly
Sitting round here and there's nobody near me
Missing my friends and my family dearly
Missing the days we could share a brewski
But I've got a theory
Time to relax and just take it easy
I'll be chilling on Zoom if you need me
Have a lil' break and sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
In isolation, it is amazing
Sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
In isolation, it is amazing

BRIDGE:
I'm feeling myself when I'm sipping
I’m feeling my sanity slipping
Bought some Henny online
And I paid for priority shipment
Feeling a bit concerned
I feel like I’m coming unfurled
Think I’ll drink my third
As they say, “It’s 5 somewhere in the world”

VERSE 3:
Quarantinis are my favourite thing
Behind a good book and tiger king
These concoctions, yeah, they make me wanna sing
About my deep love for stranger things
Yeah, in no rush
But I like martinis espresso
If the liquid is less than 4 standard drinks, throw that shit to the n-zone
Beer belly getting overblown
Think I need to watch the carbs and down patron
Playing the switch, not on my own
With my boys in the lobby playing Mario
2020 go home, you’ve had enough to drink 
But you’ve really done enough to make us think
What would happen if this whole damn ship would sink
We'll be fine,
Give my glass a clink

CHORUS:
Now I can see clearly
Sitting round here and there's nobody near me
Missing my friends and my family dearly
Missing the days we could share a brewski
But I've got a theory
Time to relax and just take it easy
I'll be chilling on Zoom if you need me
Have a lil' break and sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
In isolation, it is amazing
Sip on that quarantini
Sip on that quarantini
In isolation, it is amazing

OUTRO

Written and Performed by Chubb Maguire
Produced by GC Beats, Roko Tensai and Snake Hill
Mastered by Sebastian Kabir (Arrus)
Property of Granny Flat Records

QUARANTINI

A song dedicated to an iconic Australian brand.

Written and performed by Chubb Maguire
Beat Producer: Yung Troubadour
Mix Engineer: Elijah Summer

LYRICS:

INTRO
Yo
All these people talking about Versace
Talking about Gucci
Talking about Louis V
You're leaving one very iconic Australian brand out of the equation
Who've kept it real since day 1

I'm talkin' handcrafted baby

CHORUS
RM Williams drip
RM Williams drip
Rockin' these leather kicks
Only the finest craftsmanship
See me pull up in the whip
I got the whole line equipped
Flex as I'm swingin' my hips
I'm running this farm like I own the strip
RM Williams drip, drip
RM Williams drip
If you can't hang with this
Get off my tractor and into the skip
Only the realist s***
Cost me a grand to cover the kit
I'm rockin' the flanny
I'm rockin' the longhorn
I'm rockin' the lot in my RM drip

VERSE 1
I give my boots a scrub
Then I pull up to the club
When they see what I'm wearing, they're callin' me bub
All the fellas out there end up with a half-chubb
Can't do much about that
This drip got them wanting a chit-chat
Walkin' over these haters like a doormat
Whole up-do so cold, guess you could call me a cool-cat
I cannot help it
Oozing with manliness and this Australian spirit
Keep changing directions, they're watching me pivot
Versace, Versace, you're stuck in a divot
Valentino on the brink
Flushing Louis down the sink
Balenciaga gonna' shrink
Hitting Ralph out the rink
Putting Gucci out of sync
Yeezy gonna ' be hoodwinked
Killing Dolce & Gabbana like they're Humperdinck
Uppidy, Uppidy
Nobody here making fun of me
Silently sipping their Somersbys
Seeing my drip, wanna' be in my company
That is just facts
And the fact of the matter is trash
People been sleeping on RM's for 88 years
Do that again and you're gonna' get clapped

BREAKDOWN
RM Williams drip
RM Williams shh
RM Williams drip
RM Williams shh
RM Williams drip
RM Williams shh
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the

CHORUS
RM Williams drip
RM Williams drip
Rockin' these leather kicks
Only the finest craftsmanship
See me pull up in the whip
I got the whole line equipped
Flex as I'm swingin' my hips
I'm running this farm like I own the strip
RM Williams drip, drip
RM Williams drip
If you can't hang with this
Get off my tractor and into the skip
Only the realist s***
Cost me a grand to cover the kit
I'm rockin' the flanny
I'm rockin' the longhorn
I'm rockin' the lot in my RM drip

VERSE 2
People wanna' call Chubb a hype-beast
Till' I switch it up to country, lookin' real neat
Sneaker culture feeling weathered by my leather
Flanny shirts feel better than a logo on a sweater
Like, uh
Not here for the clout or the price tags
Here for quality stitching and nice pants
No need to parade what I'm rocking in France
I'm good in Australia, g'day to my fans

CHORUS
RM Williams drip
RM Williams drip
If you can't hang with this
Get off my tractor and into the skip
Only the realist s***
Cost me a grand to cover the kit
I'm rockin' the flanny
I'm rockin' the longhorn
I'm rockin' the lot in my RM drip

RM
RM Williams
RM
RM Williams Drip

OUTRO
Told you, don't go sleeping on them
Chubb Maguire
Sponsored by RM Williams
Not really

RM Williams Drip

I'm a lover not a fighter. That's why I hired a big ass bodyguard to watch my back. I made a song about it and this is it.

Written and performed by Chubb Maguire
Beat Producer: Fantom
Mix Engineer: Elijah Summer

LYRICS:
Intro
Chubb, Chubb, Chubb, Chubb
Chubb, Chubb, Chubb, Chubb
Chubb, Chubb, Chubb, Chubb
Chubb, Chubb, Chubb
Hey Chubb
Hey Chubb
Hey Chubb
Hey Chubb
I'm a lover not a fighter guys
But if you've got a problem with me
Then you've got a problem with him

Verse 1
Big ass bodyguard watching my back
If you step up then you’re gonna get slapped
He’ll pick you on up then he’ll put you on down
You’ll be out for the 3 count, tap tap tap
Tommy gonna put you in a bandage
Cut you in half like a sandwich
If you wanna talk you’ll get Brought to the floor
If you walk up you get turned to a corpse
I’m throwing no punches
I’ll keep it 100
I’m kind of a bitch at this shit
Imma be crushed by the lightest of touches
You know that I flinch when I’m bout to get hit
Only like beef in my Big Mac
Yeah, only like salt on my snack pack
Yeah, if you want a fight, imma fall back
Cause I got big guy who resolves that

Pre-Chorus
I be running
I be running 
I be running 
I be running like

Chorus
Ooh
You can’t touch me cause I’m runnin’ with my uce
You step to me this bodyguard is coming through 
They call me Benji Marshall, yeah, the way I pass it off 
He gon' take the hit up on ya like ooh
Tommy that’s my  B.A.B, we at the T.A.B 
We’re the biggest damn multi in the room 
And when he’s done I’m gonna, I'm gonna

Verse 2
But I’m a lover not a fighter 
Watched the notebook nearly cried I 
Listen to mates when they got problems 
We talk it out and sip a cider
My mumma she kiss me good night her
cuddles make me feel lighter
Just want our friendship to blossom
I don’t want the smoke so I don’t start no fires
Ooh 
Fight or flight im the latter, why you you gotta ask when you know all the answers
Ooh
Say something bad I won’t drag ya, I carry myself in a sensible manner
Ooh
If I say slip up I’ll apologise
If you don’t reply then you know imma spam ya
Ooh
I’m like The Hulk but I’m only Bruce Banner, 
I ain’t got no anger
Maguire working like he training for the UFC
But I can’t do that cause I got no violent tendencies
If you put me in armbar I'm gon' rip at the seam
The only thing I’m smashing are the paps from TMZ
Yuh Yuh
Most guys out here acting tough for show 
Nah nah 
But that’s not me cause I’m nice a nice bloke 
Yuh yuh
My bodyguard will put you in a choke 
Nah nah
Then you’ll realise that Chubb ain’t a fucking joke

Yeah yeah yeah

Chorus
Ooh
You can’t touch me cause I’m runnin’ with my uce
You step to me this bodyguard is coming through 
They call me Benji Marshall, yeah, the way I pass it off 
He gon' take the hit up on ya like ooh
Tommy that’s my  B.A.B, we at the T.A.B 
We’re the biggest damn multi in the room 
And when he’s done I’m gonna, I'm gonna

Outro
So, like I said
I'm a lover not a fighter
I wouldn't hurt a fly
But if a fly tried to hurt me
Well, you know what happens
Chubb Maguire
Don't leave me any hate comments
I can't handle that shit

B.A.B (Big A$$ Bodyguard)

FKA “Pink Pants”
Artist. Trend-setter. Dancer.
CEO of clearance rack clothing.
Johnny Dang of cheap bling.

Chubb Maguire

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