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