Tourist Songtext
von Mace the Great

Whoosh!
Brudda, Brudda you know how it be
Tourist how I take this ting overseas
(it′s maud maud)
They notice me
It's up now man are rolling deep
Fillet Mignon how I bun this beef
I pulled up in something prestige
My life′s like a movie I'm loving the
Whoosh!
Brudda, brudda you know how it is
Tourist how I take it over the bridge
(Its Maud, Maud)
You know my ting
He sound like me cah' he stole my ting
I see them man there turn bad boy
Hold on there must have been something I missed
Rap boy not a trap boy but the same way how I make this
Whoosh!


I came in a black one left in a white one
How can I be racist?
Pretty face and the back come basic
I know she wan′ beat but the wood too sacred
Dem boy there too loud I don′t talk too much
I keep it discreet
I put work in behind the scenes
When I drop, Billie Jean how I light up streets
Studio time I get groovy
I got the Masters but I never went uni
Wanna see me fail that's bookie
My comeback game on Tyson Fury
I′m on smoke get bun
No golf when I say I put a hole in one
I don't lose focus much
Coming out of the city im the coldest

Whoosh!
Brudda, Brudda you know how it be
Tourist how I take this ting overseas
(it′s maud maud)
They notice me
It's up now man are rolling deep
Fillet Mignon how I bun this beef
I pulled up in something prestige
My life′s like a movie I'm loving the
Whoosh!
Brudda, brudda you know how it is
Tourist how I take it over the bridge
(Its Maud, Maud)
You know my ting
He sound like me cah' he stole my ting
I see them man there turn bad boy
Hold on there must have been something I missed
Rap boy not a trap boy but the same way how I make this


I want a hundred percent not 50:50
I get money but my name ain′t 50
I know them pussio′s try diss me
They can't try that again that′s risky (Nope)
Yo, I took the risks and prosper
Gymnast, I flip the tables proper
Nice with the hook no boxer
From Texas to New York man are on stuff
(Trust Me!)
When I said Splott World they must have thought it was a joke
I been sicker than most
Now I'm shotting tickets for the show like its food on the roads
Twenty one nine I was plotting and Scheming
Felt I was under achieveing
I levelled up man dunno the meaning
Mopping up like I been cleaning

Whoosh!
Brudda, Brudda you know how it be
Tourist how I take this ting overseas
(it′s maud maud)
They notice me
It's up now man are rolling deep
Fillet Mignon how I bun this beef
I pulled up in something prestige
My life′s like a movie I'm loving the
Whoosh!
Brudda, brudda you know how it is
Tourist how I take it over the bridge
(Its Maud, Maud)
You know my ting
He sound like me cah' he stole my ting
I see them man there turn bad boy
Hold on there must have been something I missed
Rap boy not a trap boy but the same way how I make this
Whoosh!

You know my ting, you sound like me cah′ you stole my ting