Panic Shack - Jiu Jits You

Um excuse me
My friend was sitting there
Yeah but she's coming back in a second
Fine, sit there, whatever
No I've got a drink thanks
Yeah and my eyes are up here mate

I've seen you looking at my thighs
Definitely weren't looking in my eyes
Gonna give you quite a surprise

'Cos I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch
I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch

These thighs do more than look nice
They'll wrap around your neck like a vice
Sound fun? You better think twice

'Cos I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch
I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch

I'll knock you out
I'll pin you down
I'll pick you up
And I'll spin you round

'Cos I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch
I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you

I'll knock you out
I'll pin you down
I'll pick you up
And I'll spin you round

'Cos I fucking told you

I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch
I do jiu jitsu
I'm gonna jiu jits-you bitch

Here she comes now,
Back from the toilet
Where ya gonna sit?
Did I mention she's actually a red belt in jiu jitsu?
That's the equivalent to a black belt in karate
Do you want us to scrapple you outside butt, or what?
'Cos we will
'Cos we do jiu jit-you bitch

Woo, yeah, ha!
Woo, yeah, hi-yah!

Written by:
DAVID BASSEY, EMILY SMITH, MEGAN FRETWELL, ROMI LAWRENCE, SARAH HARVEY

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