Manage It - DJ Tropical, OCG & Jaycrazie

I've been sat around just thinking about those golden days In many ways, I know thats wrong We've felt from time to time we've kissed we've tried but God knows that's all gone Babe we were fucked up all along I never had a light behind my eyes But I always loved the way it looked on you You swept me off my feet in record time I'm not sure if I can manage without you I've been sat around just thinking about those golden days In many ways, I know thats wrong We've felt from time to time we've kissed we've tried but God knows that's all gone Babe we were fucked up all along I never had a light behind my eyes But I always loved the way it looked on you You swept me off my feet in record time I'm not sure if I can manage without you We'll both admit defeat when its the end We'll both smile and nod and know our time is through But in my heart you'll always be a friend 'Cause I'm not sure I can manage without you

Hmm, hmmmm, yeah Hmmm, ruru hmmm Aiyy, ehee-hee Ohh, hmm-hmmm Boii you killed this tack Am the mandem, mandem Everybody know that I will manage, manage Fuck all the haters, I don't mind them, mind them European gyal baby wine for me, wine for me Am the mandem, mandem Everybody know that I will manage, manage Fuck all the haters, I don't mind them, mind them European gyal baby wine for me, wine for me Girl you look familiar, she said maybe I do Don't mind me touching your waist, nahh All I do is winin baby, let me take you to ma crib right now All I do getting down there I like the way you hold me tight, baby, yeah All I do is mеntion them, yeah When I lick thе think is damn You be actin shaky then, hmmm Then I had to make it dead, hmm Let me touch that thing Let me get that thing All you do is baby, you drive me crazy Let me kiss you, let me kiss the ting now Am the mandem, mandem Everybody know that I will manage, manage Fuck all the haters, I don't mind them, mind them European gyal baby wine for me, wine for me Am the mandem, mandem Everybody know that I will manage, manage Fuck all the haters, I don't mind them, mind them European gyal baby wine for me, wine for me

Manage your flamingo If you play croquet, dear When you play croquet, dear You have to do the do You tuck 'em down low From feet to the chin Then batter to your hedgehog Again and again Oh, manage your flamingo Like the queen is passing When the queen is passing You have to do the do You plant a rose white You best paint it red As soon as she passes It's off with your head Knaves lose their faces The faceless must die Fives club their aces Diamonds ask why Why Don't they ask why? Oh, manage your flamingo Or it's done for you, my love Oh, she's done with you, my love Unless you do the do And tell her how fine A day for croquet And who but the queen could Conceive such a game Gather your hedgehog Set him on the green Swing your flamingo God save the queen Will god save the queen? Will god save the queen? Will god save the queen? Will god save the queen? Will God save the queen?