Grotty (feat. Dirty Dike & Lunar C)
yo
i owe my mates mum a bit of gardening
chill with her son and yo i still beg her pardening
lazy little shit bag, naked in a wig wam
i paid to get a ticket still break in with the wrist band
maybe you're a big man
perhaps you done a bit of bud
maybe you're the type of man to slap about a bit of skirt
either that or some kind of dickhead with the fitting words
to wriggle out a thinner situation when it thickens first
i know that your the biggest of pricks
cos your listening to this with your misses and kids
getting sticky here's a rizzla hitting whiskey and spliffs
head spinning like a frisbee in the twist of the bits
so listen to dis
shove a pair of scissors in your gob
pull your pants down and fucking scare the misses with your nob
get delicious with the cod, im never fishing with the rod
i'd be getting in the kipper like im pickle in the lot
smoking a spliff with a pregnant bitch in a bus stop
whether i pass it on or depends on if i get sucked off
bout to spend the child benefits at a pub hub
back at the bus to hers and tell the kid to go fuck off
with the lunchbox jackajam sandwich
vag magnet and??? flaps slanted
down ham with the slappers fanny and fantastic
stash my package in a fat lasses back passage
mate these rappers feelin fear when lunars here
there is no one to compare me to it's too unfair
chewin there gurnin and dreadlocking my pubic hair
holding up a car bog sign saying its rude to stare
ston and lazy never on top form
kicked me out of school and told me im a lost cause
so many wrong thoughts and my brain is gone walked
i watch porn with a licked dick eating popcorn
the grappers are like m.s dos im the next xbox
quicker more game
sinners pure flames
disagree i bet your more ignorant than redneck cops
and that words a big bird anthora heard me
killin it is standard as verse core us verse core us
verse
awesome work unless your a boring nerd
and all you heard was a distalling verge
in which case do us all a big favour
push a switch blade in your rib cage with haste
fuck your mixtape, you a bitch mate
go eat some fingers fishcakes with your shit mates
its a testosterone fuel romp your boo
want some hot goo like you've got the fondeu on
oo wrong too strong new song huge thong
i bring the bangers its your boy known as pete cannon
one look at me girls get the wet sammon
you rap multie silibal bars with bare boys
i do a show fuck a sket and nick a sex toy
like i wanna here thoughts in my rap music
fuck you and your dick this is rap music?? to the bun this is rap music
(balls out when i rap this is rap music)
i was digging before you had pubes donny
you sample mp3s you fucking goon dummies
no i am as hip hop as hard as it comes
keep it spare room in my house to grate some??
i keep it one way only (how) fresh hair cut (yeah)
swimmed up beard and some mac 3 nuts
master of all trade get your damn right sluts
and do the beast do the bars do the mix and do the cuts
what
i owe my mates mum a bit of gardening
chill with her son and yo i still beg her pardening
lazy little shit bag, naked in a wig wam
i paid to get a ticket still break in with the wrist band
maybe you're a big man
perhaps you done a bit of bud
maybe you're the type of man to slap about a bit of skirt
either that or some kind of dickhead with the fitting words
to wriggle out a thinner situation when it thickens first
i know that your the biggest of pricks
cos your listening to this with your misses and kids
getting sticky here's a rizzla hitting whiskey and spliffs
head spinning like a frisbee in the twist of the bits
so listen to dis
shove a pair of scissors in your gob
pull your pants down and fucking scare the misses with your nob
get delicious with the cod, im never fishing with the rod
i'd be getting in the kipper like im pickle in the lot
smoking a spliff with a pregnant bitch in a bus stop
whether i pass it on or depends on if i get sucked off
bout to spend the child benefits at a pub hub
back at the bus to hers and tell the kid to go fuck off
with the lunchbox jackajam sandwich
vag magnet and??? flaps slanted
down ham with the slappers fanny and fantastic
stash my package in a fat lasses back passage
mate these rappers feelin fear when lunars here
there is no one to compare me to it's too unfair
chewin there gurnin and dreadlocking my pubic hair
holding up a car bog sign saying its rude to stare
ston and lazy never on top form
kicked me out of school and told me im a lost cause
so many wrong thoughts and my brain is gone walked
i watch porn with a licked dick eating popcorn
the grappers are like m.s dos im the next xbox
quicker more game
sinners pure flames
disagree i bet your more ignorant than redneck cops
and that words a big bird anthora heard me
killin it is standard as verse core us verse core us
verse
awesome work unless your a boring nerd
and all you heard was a distalling verge
in which case do us all a big favour
push a switch blade in your rib cage with haste
fuck your mixtape, you a bitch mate
go eat some fingers fishcakes with your shit mates
its a testosterone fuel romp your boo
want some hot goo like you've got the fondeu on
oo wrong too strong new song huge thong
i bring the bangers its your boy known as pete cannon
one look at me girls get the wet sammon
you rap multie silibal bars with bare boys
i do a show fuck a sket and nick a sex toy
like i wanna here thoughts in my rap music
fuck you and your dick this is rap music?? to the bun this is rap music
(balls out when i rap this is rap music)
i was digging before you had pubes donny
you sample mp3s you fucking goon dummies
no i am as hip hop as hard as it comes
keep it spare room in my house to grate some??
i keep it one way only (how) fresh hair cut (yeah)
swimmed up beard and some mac 3 nuts
master of all trade get your damn right sluts
and do the beast do the bars do the mix and do the cuts
what
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin William Hughes, Jake William Brooke, Peter Cameron Buchanan, James Oliver John Walton
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