St Peters Anthem ft. Peters Drillaz Lyrics

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

I want to go disco dancing, I want to go disco dancing

I want to go disco dancing, oh somebody just take me dancing

I want to go disco dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing

I want to go disco dancing, just take me fucking dancing

Sebastian's got the boys dancing, see a girl advancing

She is so enchanting, bend her back, we're blasting

Boys are going hard in the club, still rocking our half chub's

Strolling through St. Peter's, just wearing our wife beater's

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

Yeah, we're rock'n round' school

Broadhurst boys, we're on the prowl

Up all night like fucking owls

Fuck this shit, I'm off to town

Meet all the boys at the Macca's car park

Whip our rigs all out

Too high like we're a Burden

In the Estima we are Lurkin'

The music's getting louder

I see a line of white powder

It's creatine, it's not coke

I'm not here to provoke

But we're not your average blokes

So come on then, pass me the toke

Don't be difficult, don't be complex

Pass me the bottle and let me vortex

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

Me and the Mandem up in the club, and we're always jumping

We pull through, Jacinda Ardern on a real big bum ting'

No, it ain't night time, We're just on the gear

Cops ain't near, Whip on my Glock and I fill you with fear

Boys are roaming the street

Watch out for our killer

Call him Kew', cause he ain't no fucking quitter

He'll bring the bong, he'll bring the mull

We'll sesh it up and we'll crack out

Fucked up and we'll roam about

Until we fucking black out

Watch out, The anthem just got drilly

Pull up you bot, you have a weakness for thots

Achilles

IB, stressed out

I push the ting to your breasts, Cut them cleanly, chicken

Fucking your bitch in the kitchen

I'm Fucking your bitch in the kitchen

We don't need no shanks, no Glocks, Knuckles or bare fist

Nicknames Hitman, Madman and you're on top of my hit list

I'm on this flow, I bring the snow when the weather blows

So go tell your hoe to go fetch her clothes

Get your sweater or the furry leather coat

It's freezing out, just killing

I'll wet your mans up so bad

Have you thinking, Mandem's swimming

Your an actual geezer

They call me the peng ting' pleaser

Life of the party, Ibza

Got man leaning like Tower, Pisa

That's peak, You make the Galdem sick when you speak

This anthem always on repeat

I'll see you in the streets, you fat neek

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'

St. St. Peter's, St. Peter's, Rave it up'