[Intro: Wiley]
And this a sidewinder ting right now, this one the bonus
Hold tight Viper
Shout out to CKB, hold tight Blakey
Hold tight [?]
Hold tight the Platinum 45 crew
Hold tight the Roll Deep crew
The next one, hold tight Danny [?], hold tight Cajun
Hold tight God's Gift
Are we rollin' right now?
It's DJ Slimzee live in the mix up
Hold tight the champagne bubbling, hold tight Juiceman
(No pulse, no breathing)
Hold tight [?] Principal (No heartbeat, no)
Ay yo, where we going with this?

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Roll Deep never coming up into the scene
I scream money when I am buying from a ting
Man are roll deep, [?]
You might see me in a new merked Jeep limousine
I got the power extreme to make the gyal scream
Wiley shines bright, just like a sun beam
I was going downstream now I'm coming upstream
Used to be a dream, I'm letting off steam
Smash your windscreen, dirty not clean
Ain't got a routine, I'm a lyric machine
In the mean time, until time, I'm unseen
Out of sight, out of mind, in the magazines
Not sleeping, you might see me around the back creeping
Its not a beat, so you better stop beeping
You wanna test, and you might get a beating
We bring the central heating
[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]
Yo, lyrical tank
Box an emcee like my name was Frank
Going on dirty, going on stank
Rob an emcee like Barclays Bank, yo
Dizzee Rascal, slicker than Rick
Ready for war, come with a conflict
If I start arms to your chick, I'm not a prick, I'll end your life real quick
Back, front, inside out
[?] to make a boy wild out
Six foot deep, you can never climb out
Lock a boy inside, lock a boy out
Front, back, outside in
Barefoot kids sipping under sink
Love making and got me styling
In a dark park, in a dark evening

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Listen up, listen up, I'm the boss
I've been doing this since Coventry crossed
That's why I'm gonna floss, gonna take it to the neck
Pet shop emcees, they go to the vet
Check it out, listen up, listen to me firing
I got a little ting, fresh ting, true ting
Give her neutering, and understanding
I like fondling, its a double bare ting yo
Listen up, listen up, I like money
Wiley's worth money, like a Playboy bunny
What'd you think I really care who's going on funny?
I come from the Rinse, 1 double 0 three, yo
Listen up, listen to me draw gash
Money in the stash, and I will never crash
Anybodies scale will get lashed
It's doggy style in the bum, get smacked, thats a fact
Me and the crew with the wickedest ting
New talk on road, the wickedest ting
We ain't having smoke, the wickedest ting
Gyaldem know, it's the wickedest ting
Like [?], the wickedest ting
Big money that I've earned, the wickedest ting
And them boys aren't ready for the wickedest ting
Dizzee, Wiley, the wickedest ting, yo
[Outro: Wiley, Dizzee Rascal]
And this a sidewinder ting
Hold tight Juiceman, hold tight champagne bubbling
Hold tight Principal, Hold tight [?]
(Believe me that [?])
Yo, Slimzee
Yo, going on dirty, going on stank
Who's going on dirty, going on stank?
Slimzee, Roll Deep on neeks
Put these emcees in deep freeze...