C.H.A.P.S.

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Could've had a polo, son
 How come these trousers' buttons keep coming undone?
 Low quality, line designed
 Department store issued
 Boxed and wrapped in tissue
 If you happen to buy a pair
 A debonair choice if you want a Rolls Royce
 But all you can afford is to use the cord? You'll be so ignored
 But that's why Ralph made a clothing line just for you the average man
 Since you know we're never going to rep that?
 Though they're never, ever, ever gonna get that?
 Would an O.G. hate it if we bit that?
 Told me if the girl won't admit that?
 Ask an old hand, mother did you knit that?
 Coz we're never, ever, ever gonna fit that
 Our friends won't allow us to permit that
 Rudder when we don't wear chaps
 That's right we hate those chaps
 Our own leap off the polo with those dealer fitted slacks
 Cut a cheaper fabric with some tracks on wax
 That's common people shopping at the store to the Max
 -imillian trophies and GRATs and plaques
 But never in my teeth so the perfect can relax
 Fit in this clothing even though i've eaten too many snacks
 That's far too many lamb racks
 Yes some'll rock the Perry Ellis dressed in corduroy
 We be shopping in the Metrotown so I'mma smack a buoy
 I'm gonna get that sporting jacket swinging like a tennis racquet
 Probably oughtn't have it, but man I've got to have it
 We take it over stretched limousine to the bay
 Hip, hip, hooray we be popping Chardonnay
 Ha ha, Yes, the fans pay for our company, combined with
 The gift vouchers to spend it for the day
 Since you know we're never going to rep that?
 Though they're never, ever, ever gonna get that?
 Would an O.G. hate it if we bit that?
 Told me if the girl won't admit that?
 Ask an old hand, mother did you knit that?
 Coz we're never, ever, ever gonna fit that
 Our friends won't allow us to permit that
 Rudder when we don't wear chaps
 Different fashions out of wear
 Shall a nobleman compare?
 Is the quality the same? Au contraire
 But they give a subtle two a common air
 See our friends hate some based on ordinary things
 For the common-ass man who will need to spread his wings
 As a member of the Knights Templar I just keep it debonair
 Only shop at the boutiques and a couple bizarre bazaars
 So rich I threw an Abercrombie in a ditch
 A bloody Fitch? Ha, he's a little bitch
 I sport Gant in the plate and cuffed pants
 I'd rock Mark Soley but the game is far too elegant
 Like Ella Fit my composition's formed in perfect keys
 Suspending Jesus, swiping credit cards and Gotti tees
 Colonies, please, I know you want to look like me, ha ha ha ha
 Timeless style I like my clothing made to measure
 The centreplate in my armour was a falcon pleasure
 So have your leather I still rock the spot without a doubt
 Exuding clout when I break it down I twist and shout
 Beauties and babes claim my dress so frivolous
 I disagree for the nob this privileged
 My mission is education for the man
 Martiniques, Bon Marche, I'm the revisionist
 Since you know we're never going to rep that?
 Though they're never, ever, ever gonna get that?
 Would an O.G. hate it if we bit that?
 Told me if the girl won't admit that?
 Ask an old hand, mother did you knit that?
 Coz we're never, ever, ever gonna fit that
 Our friends won't allow us to permit that
 Rudder when we don't wear chaps

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Duration
05:33
Key
1
Tempo
101 BPM

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