| Song | Here 2 China |
| Artist | Dizzee Rascal |
| Artist | Calvin Harris |
| Artist | Dillon Francis |
| Album | The Fifth (Deluxe) |
| Yeah | |
| Yo | |
| Alright let me just cool this right now quickly | |
| [Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal] | |
| Super trippy riding through the gritty inner city | |
| Roll with the committee | |
| Handle your business or handle the pity | |
| All I see is lots of titties | |
| I know bunch of hippie chicks | |
| That's ready to show me tricks | |
| They doing the splits | |
| I'm all up in the mix | |
| A choir out the mist | |
| I'm taking trips | |
| I'm in the Ferrari looking sick | |
| I'm in the Ferrari looking slick | |
| Letting the engine rip | |
| And getting a tire | |
| A' grippin' ah slippin' and slidin' | |
| Turning the music up | |
| I'm vibing now I'm flying | |
| Lord strap me if I'm lying | |
| I ain't perfect but I'm trying | |
| Going super sire and buying | |
| Anything that catches my eye | |
| Cause I'm a provider getting it in from here to china | |
| It's so minor I'm a survivor, never retire | |
| I'm a black tiger ready to blaze to the fire, live wire | |
| Now I'm rolling through the shires | |
| Blazing the green to get me higher | |
| Now I'm inspired | |
| Putting the pressure on the back tires | |
| Making a hasty get away | |
| Having a better day in every way | |
| Than yesterday | |
| I guess there’s nothing left to say | |
| [Refrain (Dizzee Rascal) x8:] | |
| Getting it in from here to china (getting it in from here to china) | |
| [Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal] | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Chilling in Versace shades | |
| Wearing a fresh pair of gaze | |
| Looking like car just been paid | |
| Stupid I don’t play no games | |
| Switching out lanes on these lames | |
| Switching out dames simple and plain | |
| No I can't be contained | |
| Plus I'm raw and untamed | |
| I'm so far from mundane | |
| Getting ghost is my aim | |
| I suggest you do the same | |
| Taking a trip out to Spain | |
| With my girl Mary Jane | |
| And she stays on my brain | |
| Like a big gravy train | |
| Papparazi on my case | |
| Giving chase | |
| Cameras flashing in my face | |
| All up in my space | |
| Gotta pick up the pace | |
| Singing Amazing Grace | |
| I'm in an amazing place | |
| With crazy pape's | |
| I ain't like them other lazy apes | |
| I used to blaze the tapes | |
| So now I stays hoping for my break | |
| Making no mistakes | |
| Now I rolling with the breaks | |
| But still book time for my original mates | |
| So we don't bubble with hate | |
| We just get on with it | |
| You brothers are constipated | |
| And your shit is over rated | |
| ...you should save it | |
| [Refrain x8] |
| Yeah | |
| Yo | |
| Alright let me just cool this right now quickly | |
| Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal | |
| Super trippy riding through the gritty inner city | |
| Roll with the committee | |
| Handle your business or handle the pity | |
| All I see is lots of titties | |
| I know bunch of hippie chicks | |
| That' s ready to show me tricks | |
| They doing the splits | |
| I' m all up in the mix | |
| A choir out the mist | |
| I' m taking trips | |
| I' m in the Ferrari looking sick | |
| I' m in the Ferrari looking slick | |
| Letting the engine rip | |
| And getting a tire | |
| A' grippin' ah slippin' and slidin' | |
| Turning the music up | |
| I' m vibing now I' m flying | |
| Lord strap me if I' m lying | |
| I ain' t perfect but I' m trying | |
| Going super sire and buying | |
| Anything that catches my eye | |
| Cause I' m a provider getting it in from here to china | |
| It' s so minor I' m a survivor, never retire | |
| I' m a black tiger ready to blaze to the fire, live wire | |
| Now I' m rolling through the shires | |
| Blazing the green to get me higher | |
| Now I' m inspired | |
| Putting the pressure on the back tires | |
| Making a hasty get away | |
| Having a better day in every way | |
| Than yesterday | |
| I guess there' s nothing left to say | |
| Refrain Dizzee Rascal x8: | |
| Getting it in from here to china getting it in from here to china | |
| Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Chilling in Versace shades | |
| Wearing a fresh pair of gaze | |
| Looking like car just been paid | |
| Stupid I don' t play no games | |
| Switching out lanes on these lames | |
| Switching out dames simple and plain | |
| No I can' t be contained | |
| Plus I' m raw and untamed | |
| I' m so far from mundane | |
| Getting ghost is my aim | |
| I suggest you do the same | |
| Taking a trip out to Spain | |
| With my girl Mary Jane | |
| And she stays on my brain | |
| Like a big gravy train | |
| Papparazi on my case | |
| Giving chase | |
| Cameras flashing in my face | |
| All up in my space | |
| Gotta pick up the pace | |
| Singing Amazing Grace | |
| I' m in an amazing place | |
| With crazy pape' s | |
| I ain' t like them other lazy apes | |
| I used to blaze the tapes | |
| So now I stays hoping for my break | |
| Making no mistakes | |
| Now I rolling with the breaks | |
| But still book time for my original mates | |
| So we don' t bubble with hate | |
| We just get on with it | |
| You brothers are constipated | |
| And your shit is over rated | |
| ... you should save it | |
| Refrain x8 |