Daily Duppy

What in the bumba? A middle-class Daily Duppy, I don't believe it
Uh, Mildred, pop open the Shloer, would you? Ha-ha
I haven't been this excited since Crufts in 2008
Mm, Unknown P

I copped a yacht in a sale (lovely)
Running down opps, cheffing up quails (krr)
Never chase females, 'cause it just gets long like Digga D's nails (uh)
If you point the finger like ET, I'm spraying up rats like Banksy graffiti (pow)
And now man stress 'cause I got the ting pressed to his chest like a GP (stigma)

I make more P's than a doctor (ching) and I'm sat front row in a box at the opera
Call my new ting Priya 'cause man pree her like her last name Chopra (mm)
Shе's working class but peng though (ah), I switch up girls, Nintendo
She stays the night, but I make her leave in the a.m., Skengdo (get out)

I'm a middle class shotta (posh) man was hot, but Percy's hotter
Now hand me your paper, or I'll raise this wand like Potter (expelliarmus)
Private school I speak proper, and you know I've inherited billions
So I've got more pounds than Poundz, and I've got more milli's than M1llionz (diliget)
Mm, champagne chugger (chills), you came to the rave in a tracksuit
I'm dressed like a GQ cover, and I'm in the pocket like a mugger
I pay for a ten-course meal, I could never go Dutch like Stefflon's brother (never)
I leave a tip, arrive on a horse, leave in a whip (giddy-up, giddy-up)

How many times did I bunk off Latin? To run a man down in Clapham (grr)
Had to give man the London look, had to leave man's teeth with the gap in (smile)
Dr. Seuss when I'm in the booth, Mandem think that my hat's got a cat in
Got stopped in Wapping, 'cause the feds thought that my coat had a wap in

Your hairline looks like a monk's, I got a king-sized, you're on bunks
I got horses, female ones, man's got fillies like Chunkz
Back out the shank like Trunks, mayfair for the pengest munch (lovely)
I would never go Greggs by choice, the only rolls this man knows is a Royce

If in doubt, just drill it, I got sea bass in my skillet
Both hands on the wheel of the whip, don't want to crash like Prince Philip (skrrt)
I'm a savage, I put a fox in a Rizla and then bill it (ah)
And the stakes are high 'cause I'm in the Shard eating fillet (scrumptious)

Big up Felix, big up Monty (Monty)
How many nights did we spend in the bando reading Emily Brontë? (Giddy)
Whipping up white in the agar
Now man's got a mansion, I'm a black man in a white house, Obama
Only got one coat 'cause Unknown P, never cheats on his barbour (naughty)
No man (na-a), got more creps than Konan (whoa)
Walking on airs, I'm the snowman, powerful father, Gohan (daddy)
I'm a toff pushing your buttons, Charlie Sloth (seal)
I'm on the throne sitting alone like a man with a cough



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Writer(s): Laura Adegbite, Oliver James Roberts
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