Intro - you gonna, you gonna fukin order the curry then or what? Yeah, alright..pass me the phone clart. Y'wa...hang on mate.. Whass, wha...aw, say whats the fukin number, son Yew aah, switch yer fukin phone on...c'mon..fukin, i'm staarvin'
Er, allo, allo..yeah, i i i'd like to order a f.. uh...a curry please, yeah Er, chicken tikka massala, er, 4....4 pila...pilau rice's (background - can i ave a naan bread) Aw fukin 'ell..we gotta, fukin.. naan bread as well... Uh, f.. keema nan..3...3 onion bhajis..er, fukin..an an some pepsi Yeah, yeah spa..is ..its a takeaway.
Back in the port, stackin up yer bong Havin a fukin laugh and still signing on I went to pick up a curry and they saw my capri I payed them in draw and the keema now its free
The korma was wicked and it only cost a fiver And they asked me to become the new delivery driver The orders added up, two by fukin two I can sell draw when im delivering vindaloos
When you're driving in town late at night Fuk me clarts you see some sights Wrecking it up in my capri Delivering a chicken bhuna going into maindee
Now you see me knocking out making a cut Ill give you free madras if you keeps yer mouth shut Ill bring you a curry and sell you the blow Ill put hash mix in yer bombay potatoes
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I delivered the mushroom biriani to this babysitter She invited me in and i fuked her up the shitter I took a lamb madras and a quarter to brynglas My bitch got three ounces stuffed in her ass
She sucked me off and spat in the mint sauce You don't wanna know what she put in the main course Chicken tikka massala delivered to 56 Cause the people there are pricks Cause they never fukin tips
I delivers the curry right down pill This bird 'ad no money so she gave me a fucking thrilll I closed my eyes and made a wish I chucked my man milk up her fukin starfish
I had 10 pints and smoked some crack Now i gotta deliver a prawn dhansak I got to the house, i was sick on the doorstep But i made them pay cash cause i won't take a cheque
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Herbs and spices, deliver pills on ice I never get c-caught like in miami vice I get 'em really dodgy on the streets of the city Deliverin' more draw than curry...which ain't a pity
But when the filth pull me over on the hard shoulder I gives them lsd curry and a strawberry pavlova And i pays them off with all this cash that i rake in The girlies love me so i'm always flicking bacon
All this mad funk, never fukin quits Ever seen someone get fuked with a pneumatic drill in quik-fit? I doubt it clart, now gimme the fukin money This is some of the shit i sees delivering curry
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It wasn't very long before i got an order wrong And my special bombay spuds turned this bloke into a mong He started complaining when he woke up Cause it was three weeks later and he missed the world cup
He got fuked off, i must've really bought his piss Cause i got fired next time i went into the office They found my capri with the draw they had to seize Fcuk this splew i'm off to work down the chinese