Brest Bay Songtext
von Stand High Patrol

Wicked It's a dubba dub style

From the western town on the ganja
Come on now!
Dubadub come from, this area
Come on, now!
IImma Pupajim I'm the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word, big bad style ya
Come on, now!
We full of lyrics full of riddims and full of gimmicks


I don't give a damn about critics
Load! Automatic attack, with classics
We are raw, we're young, we are mavericks
We come from Brest, not from the arctics
Not from London, not from the Sussex
Not from UK, not from the tropics!
But we have nuff dub licks and many tactics
Back to the roots, back to basics
This is the brand new stereophonics!
From the western town on the ganja

Come on now!

Dubadub come from, this area
Come on, now!
Imma Pupajim I'm the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word, big bad style ya
Come on, now!
Definite listener, now I will go cool funk
We are a dubadub, (dubadub!) fresh profiler
Cuisine in a fridge or in a cool drawer

We are a dubba dub, fresh profiler


The men called Rooty, PJ, Mac Giver
Cooking freshly, we are the cool mafia
Gimme fresh, gimme cold, gimme cool, and gimme freezy
The three musketeers, always cooking freshly!
From the western town, on the ganja
Come on now!
Dubadub come from, this area
Come on, now!
Imma Pupajim I'm the microphone singer
Alright now!
Come to mash up the word, big bad style ya
Come on, now!

Wicked, Wicked, Wicked, Wi-wi-wicked
Weeeeeed
It's a dubadub style
Wicked, Wicked, Wicked, Wi-wi-wicked
Weeeeeed
It's a dubadub style
From the west, From the west
From the western town
From the west, From the west
From the western town