White: We got sweaty goals, yeah We like to make it hot Agbonlahor up on the left And on the right we got walcott They make your nuts drop They turn you to a real man Five hundred miles an hour Nearly fast as my gran Don't even blink Or you're probably gonna miss us running rings Round you bitches And leaving you in stiches And I'm sorry I really can't stay for all the pictures Cause I gotta head to your house And see to your misses We're unbreakable Nobody can match our skills We're fast as lightness It's like our players running on wheels So when we get in the box We don't shoot, we pass across And pretend it was a fluke But really it was our flot And we always scoring goals We're not effected by the boredom Hell no it's not easy Even Heskey can't score them On the wing we just cross it to the far post Collecting sweat by the water to pour On your mum's roast Scoring sweaty goals like I'm out of control And it's running so much I need to wipe my nose And nobody even knows how I do it all i know is that every day I keep dripping that fluid Score a sweaty goal like you wanna end a drought You gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out Do a barrel roll Just to piss about You gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out I don't know what else to say But you gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out Girl brings those melons here Cos you know what this about You gonna GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out Black: In my room getting sweaty fan on full blast As they see me dripping like Lee Evans on a broadcast I'm the king of FIFA My hands are Usain Fast As I rain over these noobs like English weather forecast Got my blackman on the wing Mmmmmmm it's finger licking Got the header in the 90 now you're left there sitting Constantly missing While I'm constantly hitting Sweating and betting with EA scrippting I'm winning HA HA So you know this Game is written, yeah All I do is passbacks Celebrating while holding my really nice nutsacks Pissing people off with my Dirty acts Dripping wet, so you know I got that sweaty tax But I don't care cos all I'm gonna see are just those classy racks And you know that's a fact I'm a BEAST Attacking to the max No need to get jelly with my tactics failing rarely Don't hate me and go insane EA Sports! It's in the game Now watch me score again And you just compain You doing stuff that's inhumane You would think I'm David Blane Cos the pitch is my domain www (stop!) no shame And you just can't do a thing Cos it's all in the game Score a sweaty goal like you wanna end a drought You gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out Do a barrel roll Just to piss about You gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out I don't know what else to say But you gotta GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out Girl brings those melons here Cos you know what this about You gonna GET WHAT? GET WHAT? Get yo tits out YEEEAH! Get them tits out Black, what they gonna do Get them tits out Don't mess about Black 'N' White All day and all night