Twelve o'clock in the day I'm still lying around in pjama's
It's Saturday so I'm going with the girls to the football, yeah
I'm feeling shaggy today my hair is nappy today but I can tame it
You better believe I'm gonna be styin' right up
For those big men in guernseys, ooh ohyeah
My loose and mopy wet curls hang down and around my shoulders
I've got a swing to my din this fells'a watching me spin my style walk
Bala'a comeing my way think he's going astray must be too fresh
Gonna go his way too 'cause he's got the right mood
Sister see ya sister see ya
You better believe I'm gonna be stylin' right up
You better believe I'm gonna be stylin' right up
You better believe I'm gonna be stylin' right up
You better believe I'm gonna be stylin' right up
