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Fun Lovin' Criminals

What Had Happened?

 

What Had Happened?

(album: Welcome To Poppy's - 2003)


What had been had happened? Say what
Dying to be trying but comfy in the cut
See I be getting four from the score, plus three more
And I'll be damned if you treat me like some whore

I be fun loving, money making, record breaking
Milk shaking, drug taking, never faking, end of statement
Crime don't pay but it's off the books
All the taxes I pay goes straight to crooks

Back to what had happened
I was chilling round the way with a woman
In her thirties and a nice Montrochet
I be like they be when they be out in West berry
Unnecessary with the wisecrack commentary

They don't understand, if they keep building cars
I'll keep burning them and leaving them scars
But that's what happens when you lost your mind
Talking out of school puts you back behind it

What had happened?

Living it up, baby, laying it down
Constables chasing me from town to town
Like Nino Brown taking over the Carter
Cash money boy and I ain't your father

Fun Loving is my name
Loving is my game, never laid no blame
Never walked in shame
Never known to play

People asking why? Why he dress so fly?
Why he with the dime? Why he having fun all of the time?
It's because I rock when I rock and I rock when I'm not
So I'm hot when I'm not, that's why

Chilling, chilling Jacob Dylan, tastes great
But I'm not less filling
They broke up the party when they let one fly
Promoter's in the corner with some guy, asking why?
Live and direct from the passenger side
Open up baby, just one more time

What had happened?

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