I'm Irish, not a gypsy
Still bare knuckle fight when I'm tipsy
Drink Guinness, shots of whiskey
These roads out here are risky
You little shite I'll put on the Opp Block bally on tight
Put on the Opp Block bally at night
You want a piece of the pie, I want a sip of the pint
Dublins greatest, add to playlist
Started from the bottom, now I'm on the A-list
London go Vegas, shutdown stages
Never heard of me but I've been here for ages
Now I want higher wages, cause I'm playing in the majors
You play lower league practice in cages, my flow is contagious
Swiping on tinder I want Lucy Pinder
End up with Linda she's clapped so I binned her
Surprise like a kinder, these guys want to hinder my progression
But I'm the king of the session
With pints and lines I'll teach you a lesson
Who you impressing, you're so damn depressing
Piss off you cretin, the bookies are betting
I'll leave a man sweating
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Dublin's finest
If you don't agree then you know where the back of the line is
Too many whiners, all these MCs act like minors
Bunch of vaginas, social climbers
Get punched in the face leave a couple of shiners
Let me tell you what the time is
It's time to bow down to your royal highness
Been here for a minute, make all the DJ's spin it
Sorry I kill it, so much sauce everywhere might spill it
So much weed everywhere might bill it
All this fire in the booth let's chill it
The offshore account I fill it, fill it
Lift up the skirt and drill it, drill it, drill it, drill it
Want to be a Vybz Kartel when your vibes can't sell
Can't talk about weights when you ain't got a scale
Don't talk about hate cause I ain't got mail
Let's talk about fate make your face go pale
And make the rain turn hail and the bread go stale
Your body's gone frail nobody's gone jail
Her body's on sale, sitting at yard on bail
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Irish Mike - Best Move Along Lyrics
Irish Mike - Best Move Along Lyrics
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English
I'm Irish, not a gypsy
Still bare knuckle fight when I'm tipsy
Drink Guinness, shots of whiskey
These roads out here are risky
You little shite I'll put on the Opp Block bally on tight
Put on the Opp Block bally at night
You want a piece of the pie, I want a sip of the pint
Dublins greatest, add to playlist
Started from the bottom, now I'm on the A-list
London go Vegas, shutdown stages
Never heard of me but I've been here for ages
Now I want higher wages, cause I'm playing in the majors
You play lower league practice in cages, my flow is contagious
Swiping on tinder I want Lucy Pinder
End up with Linda she's clapped so I binned her
Surprise like a kinder, these guys want to hinder my progression
But I'm the king of the session
With pints and lines I'll teach you a lesson
Who you impressing, you're so damn depressing
Piss off you cretin, the bookies are betting
I'll leave a man sweating
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Dublin's finest
If you don't agree then you know where the back of the line is
Too many whiners, all these MCs act like minors
Bunch of vaginas, social climbers
Get punched in the face leave a couple of shiners
Let me tell you what the time is
It's time to bow down to your royal highness
Been here for a minute, make all the DJ's spin it
Sorry I kill it, so much sauce everywhere might spill it
So much weed everywhere might bill it
All this fire in the booth let's chill it
The offshore account I fill it, fill it
Lift up the skirt and drill it, drill it, drill it, drill it
Want to be a Vybz Kartel when your vibes can't sell
Can't talk about weights when you ain't got a scale
Don't talk about hate cause I ain't got mail
Let's talk about fate make your face go pale
And make the rain turn hail and the bread go stale
Your body's gone frail nobody's gone jail
Her body's on sale, sitting at yard on bail
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Still bare knuckle fight when I'm tipsy
Drink Guinness, shots of whiskey
These roads out here are risky
You little shite I'll put on the Opp Block bally on tight
Put on the Opp Block bally at night
You want a piece of the pie, I want a sip of the pint
Dublins greatest, add to playlist
Started from the bottom, now I'm on the A-list
London go Vegas, shutdown stages
Never heard of me but I've been here for ages
Now I want higher wages, cause I'm playing in the majors
You play lower league practice in cages, my flow is contagious
Swiping on tinder I want Lucy Pinder
End up with Linda she's clapped so I binned her
Surprise like a kinder, these guys want to hinder my progression
But I'm the king of the session
With pints and lines I'll teach you a lesson
Who you impressing, you're so damn depressing
Piss off you cretin, the bookies are betting
I'll leave a man sweating
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Dublin's finest
If you don't agree then you know where the back of the line is
Too many whiners, all these MCs act like minors
Bunch of vaginas, social climbers
Get punched in the face leave a couple of shiners
Let me tell you what the time is
It's time to bow down to your royal highness
Been here for a minute, make all the DJ's spin it
Sorry I kill it, so much sauce everywhere might spill it
So much weed everywhere might bill it
All this fire in the booth let's chill it
The offshore account I fill it, fill it
Lift up the skirt and drill it, drill it, drill it, drill it
Want to be a Vybz Kartel when your vibes can't sell
Can't talk about weights when you ain't got a scale
Don't talk about hate cause I ain't got mail
Let's talk about fate make your face go pale
And make the rain turn hail and the bread go stale
Your body's gone frail nobody's gone jail
Her body's on sale, sitting at yard on bail
Not an Irish jig, it's Irish drill
Guys think there big, my man just chill
Well It's Irish Mike, and I'm moving strong, get on your bike
Best move along, Best move along
Best move along, Best move along
Writer: Edward Coles
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid