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local - allstars mic lyrics

and it’s absolutely filthy, absolutely messy (it’s locs!)
dun dun, dun dun!
dun dun
ayyy!

i got the dizzy, the fizzy, i swap it all for a lizzy
it’s friday night so we’re bizzy
might be south of the city
i might be top or the bottom
i’m ringing dot for the cotton
i’m playing dot for the rotten
you’re saying somebody stop him!
you got the chop and you’re choppin’
another drop an i’m shopping
it’s like you’re top of the poppin’
i told you stop you ain’t stoppin’
i’m in a lock in it’s shocking
i’m drinking vodka and nothing
i’m boffin’ up an i’m chucking
then saying f+ck it an puffin’
you want some love i got lovin’
you want some drugs i got nothing
i did it all in the queue cause i thought the bouncer was coming

i’m ding, ding an i’m pinging
i do it all for a living
ain’t got a ching, i ain’t chingin’
i cannot sing but i’m singing
if you do tick then i’m ticking
come here chick you’re my chicken
i’m out with nick and i’m nicking
i’m selling bits for a shilling
i’m talking penny’s for hennys
i’m talking mula for buuda
this ain’t no couldn’t or coulda
this one a wheel up a puller
i’m always full up of sugar
i got the tea off a booker
i’m lookin’ out for a looker
i’m jimmy flier than snuker
she got the back and it’s clappin’
ain’t got no crack but it’s cracking
i got the track for the backing
i’m happy slapping and rapping
take off your cap why you cappin’?
i’ve been backpacking with gavin
i’m going ham what you having?
i’m amsterdamin and hanging
i’m ipa’ing and yaying
i wanna lay in i’m staying
i got no p so i’m preying
you pay for me when ya paying
i do it day out and day in
i know a way out and weigh in
i’m with my bay in the bay in
a pair of js an they’re swaying
we get it!

don’t forget it, i’m director than debit
i sit with ed for the edit
somebody check it i rep it
tell them i said it, i said it
come through an cone and i crep it
i get a loan an i spend it
go ask the maj and the micky
i got a bag of the sticky
a pack of f+gs an a kingy
i’m at the back of the city
i’m singing asher and sicky
just comin’ back from the chippy
i’m looking fatter than skinny
just had a natter with vicky
she said my heads gone
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