Terminal 1 - Versatile

We don’t have to hav a straightener, it’s not my fault she’s lik that when she

has a bit of paint in her

No hassle no stress, you don’t need to pay me back it’s all good, no sweat,

no hassle no stress, never living in the past, straight on to the next,

straight on to the best, DJ spin the decks, rose gold tint on the Ray-Ban

specks, we’re all buzzing for a tint and a steam

Yeah what we thinking?

(Let me tell ya)

Casper:

Champagne pop, baby make that drop, do the Ringsend bop and we boss it

Usain Bolt from a squad car, mop the floor with the cunts and they lost us

Doggy’s in the back and he’s bagging up haze, while the boys chop pat with a

Natalie Wade, it’s a nasty aul' game but we have to be paid, bitches looking

good- will ya marry me babe?

Make a fat hole bounce, make a fat hole bounce, all the coke whores want a

tester from me ounce, baby show the cash or the boys will show you out,

no doubt all the blogger bitches horny for me clout

Get to work pal, roll up a fat yoke, if ya didn’t chip in that’s your last toke,

Badger shite haze that’s mad smoke, take two tokes you’ll be paro off your

banjo

Eskimo:

I’m paro off the nut, I went 365 long days off the stuff, now ya know I know

the suss, I’m sipping JD with ice, no mixer in the cup, top it up now you’re

rolling with the big dogs, outburst never noticing the shit talk (never

noticing the shit talk), we knock it back like we’re dipsos, we’re a different

gravy, fuck bisto, pump it, I let it go sometimes, everybody wanna let it go

sometimes, drop into your ma, make sure she’s alright, snort a line of hash

then we go all night, she knows me, MVP since ‘96, I get the job done then

leave the kip quick, don’t talk shit if you’re prone to shit bricks,

I’m keeping it lit from Dublin City to the sticks

Casper:

Yeah.

and the next time we’re booking a flight I’m taking the window seat.

I don’t give a bollox, there’ll be no more bickering about it

(Awww)

I’m going going, somewhere tropic on a Boeing Boeing 747, drinks flowing

flowing, got dough in dough in, now anywhere I go it does be snowing snowing,

they all gossip, they don’t know us, fuck the chit chat we’re above it,

it’s below us, we rock in, they all notice, they’re throwing roses,

and I split the Dancefloor in half like I’m Moses, bring the rosé Moët my way,

DJ gon' play any song that I say, all the boys groove with a smile on their

face, God it feels good when you’re winning everyday, been a long long journey

from the gutter, staring at the stars every night till you become one,

done it all for me family and loved ones, now it’s champagne on the yacht when

we’re sunning