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bigmorgs - 10pm in manly west lyrics

[verse 1]
all you self-promoters are drongos
we established like the broncos
i’ll put you where my thong goes
my boys creepin’ on your team like bongo
text me and i’ll tell you how the rest of the song goes
and you know me as the guy who found jelve
the guy who broke tarts
i’m bout to take you back where it all starts
i thought i won the race now they’re talking bout false starts
midas stole my name now he’s climbing up whole charts
yeah, but i guess that’s how this sh-t goes
now we just some so and so’s from manly west that no one knows
even though i know i can shred a song like hov
telling you that is like telling cal to stop with rose
still people put me in their up next
tryna to get through but i can’t like its congress
people call my name in like it’s a bomb threat
and i’m just tryna shut em all up all like a convent
adi ub’s, yeah i copped those
now i’m cushioned on the long road and twist where the plot goes
lately my life has just been get drunk and stop hoes
from getting too hot on me like it’s a pot roast
yeah, the boys the sender of some heavy fends
6 week bender and we all said never again
1 week back and i’m telling you to guess again
back on these spirits got me feeling like i’m heaven sent (perfect!)

[interlude]
yeah, heaven-sent
yeah, i told you not to guess again
check who it is
bigmorgs in your area causing m-ss hysteria
check, yeah
i bet you never thought you’d see this again
10pm reporting live from manly west

[verse 2]
yo i still deliver like dibber in a high vis
trying to get across just how crazy my life is
you see the bull hit him and the guy is just lifeless
these dudes mad they side-chicks give me the side squiz
hearing morgs again for the first time in 5 years
they like this, now i’m drunk off 5 beers and the night is
on the pick up cause we all bargin’ in the rest room
to put something in your nose that was made inside a test tube (perfect!)
we migrate to europe, i wonder where the rest flew?
maybe to the 6? i tell you this sh-t’s textbook
d-mn, i mean textbook, hit ‘em with the left hook
jeff horn, all i do is win and the rest sook
look at the score suck it up get out your chequebook

[outro]
cheque book
check mate
yah
(your boy is officially back, in rare figure, i am back for good)

- bigmorgs lyrics

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