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giggs – time’s tickin’ lyrics

[intro: popcaan]
time ticking like bomb
big fat ‘matic inna hand
dem nuh bad like mr sutherland
unruly and hollowman

[verse 1: giggs]
yeah, time’s ticking
in the kitchen with kentucky fried, fried chicken
in the ride with the hottest chick, but i ain’t kissing
tryna hire up the p-ssy, f-ck it, i ain’t fishing
mana rise up the bucky, n-gg-, i ain’t dissing
tell a man to his face, f-ck it, i ain’t b-tching
but f-ck it, back to the kitchen, n-gg-, fine whipping
fine whipping, n-gg- whipping, n-gg-, wide shipping
why listen?
9, mek the bwoy liff him
man ah ride with that semi-9, bwoy, listen
bucka-bye, bucka-bucka-bye, bwoy missing
yeah, rico, wire mitch in
yeah, big toast, bwoy skipping
bully, deebo, fly-tipping
yeah, seat low, but i ain’t slipping

[chorus: popcaan]
boy don’t give me chat inna mi face
real k!lly, k!lly, buss a shot inna your face
big fat kalashnikov deh pon mi waist
p-ssy suck ya mudda, me nuh cuss and me nuh no trace
boy don’t give me chat inna mi face
real k!lly, k!lly, buss a shot inna your face
giggs have the ‘matic and the metric mi ah brace
the whole world know seh london ah mi place

[verse 2: giggs]
yeah, wild difference
old school, i’ve been on life’s missions
old school, i see online pictures
old school n-gg-s, couple wild sisters
man stepped back and made a wide distance
night time, a n-gg- ride vicious
white pictures, white slippers
chess game, a n-gg- slide bishops
this is big business
little off the top, well, that’s a quick skimmage
act hard but you’re a bit timid
i’m just waiting on the big finish
straight jeans, we don’t fit skinnish
you want a peanut punch, i grab a quick guinness
bareback? man got the big jimmies
popcaan, i’m with the sick k!llers

[bridge: popcaan]
yeah, di k!lly dem ah k!ll yuh dawg
and mi make yuh duppy with mi spinner dawg
man a k!lly, man a k!ller, man a sinner dawg
unruly, bad ah yard, and we mad abroad
we nuh play like domino or three a card
index finger play with the trigger hard
giggs buss your head with a zigga dawg
puppy can’t talk, we a bigga dawg

[outro: popcaan]
wicked, unruly
yo giggs, you know the f-cking ting by now
boy don’t give me chat inna mi face
real k!lly, k!lly, buss a shot inna your face

- giggs lyrics

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