Niko B – International Baby Lyrics

I flip it and I splash it like Tom Daley
Feeling peckish, something savoury, Lidl Bakery
Keep it 100, not 99, like Jake and Amy
Now stop comparing me to this and that, I’m a different gravy
I’m waking up and send another invoice, like thank you, pay me
No days that I’m lazy
I downed a Red Bull, I’m feeling crazy
Might shoot my shot at Carly Jepsen, like call me maybe? This price is disgusting
If I get this then all I can eat is Rustlers
No money, I’m not a hustler
I’m an international baby
Shopping in JD
I copped a plain tee
What do I do with my money? Can’t concentrate ’cause I’m dreamy
I’ve tried six times and I still haven’t passed my theory
My driving instructor fears me
‘Cause I slap it in gear three
Go down a high street doing nothing less than sixty
I’m all about tonight like Pixie
I remember I was sixteen
Take one swig of your drink, now I’m stood there feeling tipsy
I’ll peanut your boyfriend even though I know it’s risky
He grabbed me up and hit me
Now what I did was silly
Walk in the shop "How much this?"
"It cost how much?"
That’s like a family trip to Butlins, where’s the manager to discuss this? Picture frame on my wall
TalkTalk for the broadband, give me a call
I’m too short to play ball, I see Michael Jordan, I beat him at golf
Got people saying I’m cold, I’ve been doing bits since 8 years old
From this to making clothes, I don’t know how many things I’ve sold
And how you gonna snitch on me for stealing food from the canteen
All I really wanted was a Pasta King with a nice handful of cheese
Now I’ve got the head teacher on me
Put him in a headlock, UFC
Swanton Bomb like Jeff Hardy
Weeks detention for Niko B
I’m an international baby
Shopping in JD
I copped a plain tee
What do I do with my money? I’m an international baby
Shopping in JD
I copped a plain tee
What do I do with my money? I flip it and I splash it like Tom Daley
Feeling peckish, something savoury, Lidl Bakery
Keep it 100, not 99, like Jake and Amy
Now stop comparing me to this and that, I’m a different gravy
I’m waking up and send another invoice, like thank you, pay me
No days that I’m lazy
I downed a Red Bull, I’m feeling crazy
Might shoot my shot at Carly Jepsen, like call me maybe? I flip it and I splash it like Tom Daley
Feeling peckish, something savoury, Lidl Bakery
Keep it 100, not 99, like Jake and Amy
Now stop comparing me to this and that, I’m a different gravy
I’m waking up and send another invoice, like thank you, pay me
No days that I’m lazy
I downed a Red Bull, I’m feeling crazy
Might shoot my shot at Carly Jepsen, like call me maybe?