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the manor - fuck swag lyrics

[intro: danny graft]
it’s the manor
oi, oi
saying f+ck swag
i’m saying f+ck swag
my clothes are so sh+t

[verse 1: danny graft]
dodgy geezer c+cky on a knees up
give me one or two and i’ll be necking like a litre
heading southend in a forty seven seater
shouting we ain’t counting fellas saying we ain’t either
i’m bring rap back in my penge flat cap
f+ck the wave jumpers bumping drizzy in a snap back
i’m looking caj in my lilac primark rags
not sweating getting vetting form the lads
so above it that i can’t see clouds
i’m laughing at clowns in armani gowns
fake bake tarts ten a penny on the town
grinding for a fiver still be liver than your sound
i ain’t showered since 1993
i’m a dirty little c+nt no+one is liver on the beat
no+one is waver than this raver f+ck the hippies in the sea
i flip it on the mic so you can see that i’m deep

[chorus: danny graft & jonny dutch]
one pair of jeans every video you’ve seen
mashed up vans and a thirty p tee
the only shirt i worry ’bout’s what my team is
they’re saying f+ck swag i’m the only one who means it
i’m the only one who means it
they’re saying f+ck swag i’m the only one who means it
trust me. he ain’t lying
i don’t give a f+ck who’s the realest
[verse 2: jonny dutch]
ayo check the manouevur monday down the boozer
i’m on the karaoke tryna cop for a cougar
she told me ’bout her age i couldn’t give a f+ck
said it’s never too much then i sang a bit of luther
bang, i stay in my bed all day
then i rave all night so i’m broke always
went nandos and only bought perinaise
stole the stamp and the card and the fork and the plate (f+ck it)
trims on tick that’s some hard time sh+t
i’ve got ninety+nine debts and a sleeve full of tricks
yp railcard don’t check mail nah
if anyone calls just tell ’em i ain’t ‘ere ma
she says i’m wotless i said i know this
but don’t tell me that my bars ain’t the coldest
i’ll mature soon i’ll gain focus
but right now i’m playing online poker

[chorus: danny graft & jonny dutch]
one pair of jeans every video you’ve seen
mashed up vans and a thirty p tee
the only shirt i worry ’bout’s what my team is
they’re saying f+ck swag i’m the only one who means it
i’m the only one who means it
they’re saying f+ck swag i’m the only one who means it
trust me. he ain’t lying
i don’t give a f+ck who’s the realest
[verse 3: scotty stacks]
man are kamikaze rapping in armani
loving my f+cking money more than danny loves carley
true religion i’m piffin’ in my cavalli
and all these different women are coming past me
never chilling until i be whipping in a ferrari
little horse on my chest and one on my car key
you might hear son, that i clear funds
so my white air ones looking brighter than you charlie
i’m brighter than your sparkie hood caterer
ain’t gotta danny ’bout graft i’m not a labourer
couldn’t buy your missus dinner so you’re plating her
jolly up in favourite chicken all on a date with her
rich forever b+tch f+ck being broke
made my first six bills spent a monkey on a coat
bruddas talking ’bout there ain’t a need for it
saying f+ck swag ’cause you ain’t got the pea for it

[chorus: scotty stacks & jonny dutch]
one pair of jeans for every day of the week
roley and my stoney and my jacket’s c.p
and when you want to get a load you see me for it
saying f+ck swag ’cause you ain’t got the pea for it
it’s ’cause you ain’t got the pea for it
saying f+ck swag ’cause you ain’t got the pea for it
trust me. he ain’t lying
both you man need to leave it

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