

Yeah, yeah… Wanksy in the building,
Nashy too, Everybody knows about Stu Poo.
Turn that beat up,
let it roll— Three mad
legends, losing control.
Wanksy,
Nashy, Stu Poo, Pull up with the crew,
what we gonna do?
Kick back, chill out,
let the whole day flow,
If you hear that name — you already
know. (yeah!) Wanksy!
Nashy!
Stu Poo! Three boys deep and we’re coming through!
Wanksy walks in, everybody turns,
Always got a joke and the whole place burns.
Nashy on the beat with the head nod slow,
Stu Poo walks in like,
“Yo, let’s go!” No fancy cars,
no diamond chains, Just three boys causing absolute mayhem.
Got the speakers bumping,
got the bass down low,
Rolling through the day with the Wanksy flow.
Wanksy, Nashy, Stu Poo,
Pull up with the crew,
what we gonna do?
Kick back, chill out,
let the whole day flow,
If you hear that name — you already know.
Nashy got bars, Wanksy got jokes,
Stu Poo laughing while he nearly chokes.
Sun going down, but we’re still outside,
Good mates, good vibes,
just enjoying the ride.
No drama here, we’re keeping it clean,
Three funniest blokes that you’ve ever seen.
Beat drops hard and the whole crew knows,
Wanksy, Nashy, Stu Poo —
that’s how it goes!
Yeah…
Wanksy… Nashy… Stu Poo… Three names,
one crew.
You know what
we
do.