Fire In The Booth by JAY1 Lyrics
Part 1
[Intro: Charlie Sloth, Michael Buffer & JAY1]
You know what time it is when you hear this right?
Let's get ready to rumble
Let’s get it, uhh
It's JAY1
Fire In The Booth, big up Charlie
Let's get ’em JAY
[Verse 1]
Like, never had it easy, mum was working double shifts end
I was moving humble, wasn't moving like some big man
Sitting in my bedroom got me thinking 'bout some sick plans
Wasn't getting hugs and now these bitches tryna kiss man
You're joking, baby girl let's not be stupid now
I'm never losing now, I'm beating then I’m shooting now
I get some uckers then I’m bussing then I'm moving now
I’m never joking, I was focused on my music now
Sister always told me "Jason, soon you're gonna go"
Focus on your future, get a plaque and bring it home
Do your ting and never worry 'bout these other guys
I swear I got you and I put that on my fucking life
And you really gotta focus on your people dem
They ain't supporting you, so why you even feeding them?
Get some decent friends, blow and make some P’s with them
Plan your move, hit the belly, go and eat with them
Record a track then I'll drop it like it's hot
These niggas think they're bad, you better stop it cah you're not
I put the ball down then bang it like a boss
The keeper's standing still but boy I couldn't give a toss
Man I couldn't give a toss about it, what's there to love about it?
Mum was broke but now she's good so let me brag about it
Catch me sprinting to that money, you just chat about it
And a couple niggas moving funny, I'mma clap about it
I stay grafting my brother, I thought you knew
It's like I spoke to God and he told me "you'll never lose"
But God, why did you have to take my nan away?
I called my mum and had to ask her if it's true
So I went crib, touched down, everything was fucked now
All this time my yard was my family looking numb now
Wasn't doing well so everything was looking dumb now
And if a paigon looked at me, I swear they're getting tumped down
That's real and I ain't asking for your sympathy
See my history, I beg you come and live with me
Like, what's pain bro? I swear it's not a thing to me
I was out for 2 years like an injury
Look, I moved from London to Coventry
And the first year I hated it, every single day I'd just play football in the park
And every single night you'd catch me jogging in the dark
And no one made no effort to try holla me
You see me shining and now you wanna holla me?
But when I first move you never tried to holla me
You're a dickhead bro, I beg you never bother me
You wanna holla me now that you see me shine?
I thought you had me my bro, man that was lies
You're looking guilty, I'm seeing it in your eyes
I'm 'bout to blow my brother, I think it's time
Part 2
[Intro: JAY1 & Charlie Sloth]
Oi Charlie
JAY1 in the building, come on my guy
Come on, come one, come on, first round done, you get me?
Jheez, round one done just bodied
Trust me, let's go man, big man ting
Jheez
Ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Ay, ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Let's go JAY
Ay, ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Round two
Listen, like
[Chorus]
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
[Verse]
Ay, JAY1 jus' text you, how quick are you gonna reply?
She try tell me that she ain't gonna beat but the ting got wet when I touched her thighs
And everybody's on a madness, bun that shit, I'm chasing guwop
Them man come in expensive creps, you must feel vexed 'cause the gyally's on us
But all the one wave come different
Told her I'm living up in C-O-V, now the bad B's doing up missions
And I ain't talking RS when I step to the booth and I tell a man listen
And how you gonna talk 'bout big boy cake when the pricks there looking like Kiplings
Zim-zim when I slap it in sports, take time, I ain't doing up force
Peng girl love cooking man brekky, [?] done it with sauce
Three-five of the pack come lumpy, fuck a blue ting, man bill it with raws
And I know that the drop came hefty, man stay shh cah a nigga don't talk
And why's your girlfriend on man? That girl with a back wanna off pant
And her big bress' come like Kim K but the dead face come looking like bossman
And I just met [?] on Tuesday, so Friday don't talk 'bout bluff man
Mask off got me feeling like Future, shutdown but the whole crowd jumped man
[Chorus]
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
[Outro: Charlie Sloth & JAY1]
JAY1, oi that sounds like another hit there
Come on, you know
Jheez, that's a record right there bruh
Come on, come on, that's a whole song right there still
Wow, oi it's gonna be an amazing year for you my g
Big man ting, love family Charlie
Bro pleasure, you absolutely shut that down
My guy
I knew you was gonna come through and body that, I knew it
You went in bruv
I appreciate it bare man, come one man, big up man all the time
Man like JAY1 you know
Love, love, love, love, love
Mad, that right there... That right there is Fire In The Booth
[Intro: Charlie Sloth, Michael Buffer & JAY1]
You know what time it is when you hear this right?
Let's get ready to rumble
Let’s get it, uhh
It's JAY1
Fire In The Booth, big up Charlie
Let's get ’em JAY
[Verse 1]
Like, never had it easy, mum was working double shifts end
I was moving humble, wasn't moving like some big man
Sitting in my bedroom got me thinking 'bout some sick plans
Wasn't getting hugs and now these bitches tryna kiss man
You're joking, baby girl let's not be stupid now
I'm never losing now, I'm beating then I’m shooting now
I get some uckers then I’m bussing then I'm moving now
I’m never joking, I was focused on my music now
Sister always told me "Jason, soon you're gonna go"
Focus on your future, get a plaque and bring it home
Do your ting and never worry 'bout these other guys
I swear I got you and I put that on my fucking life
And you really gotta focus on your people dem
They ain't supporting you, so why you even feeding them?
Get some decent friends, blow and make some P’s with them
Plan your move, hit the belly, go and eat with them
Record a track then I'll drop it like it's hot
These niggas think they're bad, you better stop it cah you're not
I put the ball down then bang it like a boss
The keeper's standing still but boy I couldn't give a toss
Man I couldn't give a toss about it, what's there to love about it?
Mum was broke but now she's good so let me brag about it
Catch me sprinting to that money, you just chat about it
And a couple niggas moving funny, I'mma clap about it
I stay grafting my brother, I thought you knew
It's like I spoke to God and he told me "you'll never lose"
But God, why did you have to take my nan away?
I called my mum and had to ask her if it's true
So I went crib, touched down, everything was fucked now
All this time my yard was my family looking numb now
Wasn't doing well so everything was looking dumb now
And if a paigon looked at me, I swear they're getting tumped down
That's real and I ain't asking for your sympathy
See my history, I beg you come and live with me
Like, what's pain bro? I swear it's not a thing to me
I was out for 2 years like an injury
Look, I moved from London to Coventry
And the first year I hated it, every single day I'd just play football in the park
And every single night you'd catch me jogging in the dark
And no one made no effort to try holla me
You see me shining and now you wanna holla me?
But when I first move you never tried to holla me
You're a dickhead bro, I beg you never bother me
You wanna holla me now that you see me shine?
I thought you had me my bro, man that was lies
You're looking guilty, I'm seeing it in your eyes
I'm 'bout to blow my brother, I think it's time
Part 2
[Intro: JAY1 & Charlie Sloth]
Oi Charlie
JAY1 in the building, come on my guy
Come on, come one, come on, first round done, you get me?
Jheez, round one done just bodied
Trust me, let's go man, big man ting
Jheez
Ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Ay, ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Let's go JAY
Ay, ay, ay, JAY1, JAY1
Round two
Listen, like
[Chorus]
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
[Verse]
Ay, JAY1 jus' text you, how quick are you gonna reply?
She try tell me that she ain't gonna beat but the ting got wet when I touched her thighs
And everybody's on a madness, bun that shit, I'm chasing guwop
Them man come in expensive creps, you must feel vexed 'cause the gyally's on us
But all the one wave come different
Told her I'm living up in C-O-V, now the bad B's doing up missions
And I ain't talking RS when I step to the booth and I tell a man listen
And how you gonna talk 'bout big boy cake when the pricks there looking like Kiplings
Zim-zim when I slap it in sports, take time, I ain't doing up force
Peng girl love cooking man brekky, [?] done it with sauce
Three-five of the pack come lumpy, fuck a blue ting, man bill it with raws
And I know that the drop came hefty, man stay shh cah a nigga don't talk
And why's your girlfriend on man? That girl with a back wanna off pant
And her big bress' come like Kim K but the dead face come looking like bossman
And I just met [?] on Tuesday, so Friday don't talk 'bout bluff man
Mask off got me feeling like Future, shutdown but the whole crowd jumped man
[Chorus]
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
Tick' ting with the bress' look lovely, come to the dance with her arse all bubbly
Sit back in my jeans so comfy, guwop in the back and my chick in the front seat
Bro-bro went qway with the packs, came back with the cash and he oh so humble
And I just walked in to the venue when your GF does nothing but crumble
[Outro: Charlie Sloth & JAY1]
JAY1, oi that sounds like another hit there
Come on, you know
Jheez, that's a record right there bruh
Come on, come on, that's a whole song right there still
Wow, oi it's gonna be an amazing year for you my g
Big man ting, love family Charlie
Bro pleasure, you absolutely shut that down
My guy
I knew you was gonna come through and body that, I knew it
You went in bruv
I appreciate it bare man, come one man, big up man all the time
Man like JAY1 you know
Love, love, love, love, love
Mad, that right there... That right there is Fire In The Booth