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lirik lagu young b.a. & big $of - the story

the first day we met i had an interview at leeds
that suitcase, that folio and those dungarees
wanna go to art school, let me in please
palms sweaty, arms heavy, want my mum’s spaghetti

i’m feeling really nervous so i ask for her name
i’m socially awkward, does she think i’m lame
a couple months later, we met up at lica
why are you late? can i have your number?

first year studios and we barely speak
always late for cl-ss, every week
they b-tch about my laugh, but i say unique
hey, yo, sofia! are you going to the study abroad lecture next week?

i wanna get out of here, boulder’s the dream
the competition’s tough and the system is mean
never got a place, then someone made a scene
“i’m so happy that i got his opportunity!”

got the place, flights, the pad and the visa
waiting for the grades, “shall we live together, sofia?”

oh my goodness, brisbane i’m here
life in one suitcase, i’m here for the year
we’re poms from the uk, zak and sofia
let’s skull a shoey, goon not beer

we live on street blamey, number sixty-two
met our new housemates, i’ll relay them to you:

five shots shawn, straight from malaysia
(there are tree main races!)
sushi, ping pong, and a hand full of aces
dags from long island, not into him
vulgar and crude disrespecting women
(“she’s f-ckable but not datable”)
perfect swedish alex, sofia’s honey boo boo
driving coast to coast, touring the au
“say hello to switzerland!”, from the motley crew
(“dese moderfockers!”)

finally there’s shannyn, she’s so active
keeping all the secrets, she finds girls attractive
she’s full blown aussie, but wants to be a brit
tryna get with me, for my uk permit

cloudland, rics, birdees in the valley
thursday bootyshake, i’m on the pep rally
sofia’s on stage, scream for the finale
that other b-tch a hoe, why she being pally?

these seas are flawless, f 1
spooky island chilling in the lost sun
feeding dolphins, throwing fresh ones
racing down the dunes, like a f1

mark! what about our artwork?
“take a semester and see australia”

fraser to cairns, a week in sydney
roadtrip in victoria, end in melby
sofia k!lls a cat, crushes its kidney
murder scenes screaming like the devils in t-ssy

darwin and broome, not even there for the day
driving down the coast of the wa
penthouse at the end, we don’t gotta pay
scuba diving with the crew, down in coral bay

say goodbye to alex, it was cute while it lasted
a beakerful six months, that went the fastest
three down to two, we need to be distracted
fly to new zealand, where everything’s attractive

shannyn in wellington, get back in the flow
three of us on hikes, shannyn desperate for snow
the land of the hobbits, looking for bilbo
singing in the car, adele, “hello?”

christmas in queenstown, let’s jump out a plane
last minute food shop, we all go insane
i’m sick of fergie, minaj and lil’ wayne
“shove it up your -ss, margaret. i’m gone!” brisbane

nothing to do on each summer’s day
watching big brother with an iced coffee
a little bit homesick, think of the uk
drenched on a boat in the whitsunday

arty new friends, the chat is outrageous
sofie, janni, michaela and saemus
we get to know each other, they don’t know we’re famous
for our silly stories talking out of our…

the cl-t ring, the d-ck pic, those stories weren’t real
henri and guy understood our spiel
sometimes i felt like i was the third wheel
so i grabbed henri’s -ss and gave it a feel

sofia starts running and makes friends from all over
germany, norway, france and california
mondays at dunder always left her hungover
salsa with edwin and rico casanova

midsemester break helping kids in fiji
drinking fresh coconut straight from the tree
life up in nadi is chilled and easy
but too much kava makes me feel queasy

the days are getting darker, winter is coming
the days of sun, fun and ridiculous bluffing
la, london, grimsby, we’re coming
we can see the inevitable homecoming

bags packed, i’ve called the uber
brisbane, shannyn, i’ll never forget ya
fi, see you in lancs, be my producer
i’m gonna hit the mic as a uk rapper

- lirik lagu young b a big of

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