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the manor - dlgp lyrics

[verse 1: jonny dutch]
i like bein’ there in a place that i know
where everyone knows my name
i like knowin’ where i stand, stickin’ to a plan
and i don’t really like much change
i got a routine similar to pauline fowler’s
know what i mean?
i like a chat with the neighbours, a flick through the papers
a snout and a nice cuppa’ tea
yeah i’m talkin’ one pound twenty on a patty from brenda
youngers rollin’ through the ends like avengers
drunk delroy on an eight day bender
might call rezzy might go pick a benz up
i go past watford i pack that p-ssport
ten years, same four pubs in my bar crawl
same old row with raj in the shops
he’s a west ham boy i’m in love with the -rs-nal
the gr-ss ain’t greener, the puff ain’t either
don’t kid yourself
imma settle down with a bird from boots
you can keep your latino girls
‘cos i like what i know and i fear what i don’t
and i ain’t on my own
if i wanted an adventure i’d sit in my yard
watch a bit of game of thrones

[hook]
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like

[verse 2: danny graft]
i don’t like goin these raves off ends where n-body knows my name
‘cos i like to know where i stand on a night
‘cos if things don’t go my way
i might say
“i’m a bit of a boat down these bits
i could take that richard that he’s with”
but i don’t, ‘cos i know his mate’s sister
bless her, she bought me a boss shirt from bicester
i wanna get served, not served up
f-ck going up town, that’s murder
if it’s cheap, then how can you knock it?
go beckenham, i don’t put me hand in me pocket
stop it? never. no chance. none
i’ll be in bridge with me great grandson
and i ain’t got two more lines
but f-ck it, the raves just done

[hook]
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like

[verse 3: scotty stacks]
born and bred lewisham, indigenous southerner
so when i go out, a bird knows what’s in front of her
i’ve always been a flash little son of a
b-tch, don’t say that “i know your kind” ‘cos i’m one of a
only a few round here
that’s proud that i live down here
mate do i sound clear?
can’t tell me jack like alice
my first love interest was crystal palace
might go for a meal that’s not run of the mill
but then it’s straight back to my postcode
don’t like travelling much i’m not gulliver
stay wrong side of the river with a couple of
boats and chevy’s
chaps with comb-overs ready
pubs with the coldest bevvies
keep brick laying with your jackets and snapbacks
i’ll be down here cracking rackets in rasc-sse

[hook extended]
you know i don’t like going places
that i never been before
you know i seen so many face
that i never seen before
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like

[jonny dutch]
cause where we’re at
is wonderful
yeah where we’re at
is wonderful
seems nothing’s changed
since i left school
i know what’s what

i know who’s cool
cause where we’re at
is wonderful
yeah where we’re at
is wonderful
seems nothing’s changed
since i left school
i know what’s what
i know who’s cool
that’s why i..

[outro]
you know i don’t like going places
that i never been before
you know i seen so many face
that i never seen before
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like
you know i don’t like
don’t like
d-d-don’t like
d-d-don’t like

[scotty stacks]
oi oi

[danny graft]
oi

[scotty stacks]
not gonna lie i was slyly chatting sh-t on that
man goes bare places
bare places
man went
world cup, brazil
f-ckin’, thailand
‘biza
went vegas for the boxing
man goes bare places
bare places
i’m stacks
i’m about
them man there don’t go no where
you man don’t go nowhere
stacks is out there
what’s the next one?
what’s the next one, mandem?
come on then
dalai bread
dalai bread
hang tight man like drifta on the b-ttons
man’s cousins in b-ttons
on b-ttons
shout out to johnny, johnny in bexleyheath
johnny on his summer holiday down bexleyheath
oi oi!

- the manor lyrics

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