Just please.

Lyrics:
[Chorus: Angel Slice]
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters please
Just don't be butters
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters
Just please, don't be butters

Can you do the hula-hoop? (x4)

[Verse 1: Angel Slice]
Your girl is clapped
Better grate some cheese on that
Yeah, she's delightful
But she looks just like Borat
Your girl's a munter
Your girl's an ogre
If she was my girl
It would be over

I wish I could believe it's not butter
But that girl is so fucking uckers
The thought of that girl still haunts my dreams
So butters her name is margarine

[Chorus: Angel Slice]
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters please
Just don't be butters
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters
Just please, don't be butters

Can you do the hula-hoop? (x4)

[Verse 2: J-Delicious]
If you're with a butters girl say wheey!
Get out the club!
How you gonna act up when you're so clapped and your girl is a spud?
I've got a taste for the finer things
Your girl's got a taste for onion rings
I'm on a bad man 'ting
Your girl's stuck on a bunion 'ting
Egh
In the jungle like Mowgli
Duck from the po' like Kony
On a tiger 'ting like Tony
Chew you up like baloney
All these girls, they phoney
Don't be butters don't ghost me
J-Delicious you know me
Now get on your knees and blow me

[Chorus: Angel Slice]
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters please
Just don't be butters
Yo, now don't be butters, no
I said don't be butters, yo
Now don't be butters
Just please, don't be butters

Can you do the hula-hoop? (x4)

[Verse 2: Angel Slice]
Yo, I'm the top of my game
None of the others even try to play
I'm number one so just stay in your lane
Get out my club and go get on a plane
Fly all the way out, I live out in Spain
Lie down in bed, leave a girl in the rain
Watchin' her cry through the window pane
Piss on her pillow, ha! Shame

Now get off the dancefloor
Don't come back for an encore
Cos' nobody wants more of that knick knack paddy whack, I'm throwing you a bone
Go, get up, get lost and just go
Angel Slice, like a snack on the flow
Dodging haters left-right like a pro
You trying to say something bro?

[Verse 3: Loser]
Well really you should have some respect
To you she's butters but she makes me erect
I hold her hand with so much pride
She makes me feel so fuzzy inside!

[Verse 3 Cont: Angel Slice]
Jesus bro, you're bent like Willy-Wonka
Haha, plonker
Twat

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