Bugzy Malone - Aggy Wid It lyrics
Bugzy Malone [Aaron Davies]
[Bugzy Malone - Aggy Wid It lyrics]
Yo', yeah
Get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
I'm a bully to the beat, I'm a daddy wid' it
I hold her so tight when I'm doing my 'ting
She told her friends I'm a baddy wid' it
Uh, don't bother wid' it
I'm a double champion, I'm Conor init
Give me the beat, give me the mic
I swear down you already know I'm bodying it
Uh, way too mucky wid' it
If it's not dank, I'm not fucking wid' it
If she's not gang, I'm not woodying it
Them man are jokers, they're funny with it
Uh, he keeps copying it
Down to the way I dress, he's copying it
Down to the way I do my ting on Instagram
I checked his and he's copying it
Uh, too calm wid it
Them man are Sports Direct, I'm Harvey Nichs'
His new CD's so dry that I hope that
He hands out some lip balm wid it
Yeah, too raw wid it
So hard, I'll snap man's jaw wid' it
You're not a serious guy, you're a doughnut
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
MC's struggling 'cause they smoke
Too much weed when they chill with the bros
I don't wanna be like them
Are you mad? When they see me
It's like seeing a ghost speaking of ghosts
She dyed her hair blonde and
Thinks she's Marilyn Monroe
She wears too much makeup and it's gross
Plus she smokes, it's a joke
MC's struggling on the low
Telling us things that we already know
Drilla, drilla, drilla gang
Drilla, drilla, make it bang
Drill it, bill it, flip it, light it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, wipe it
You don't trap, you're chatting crap
I look back, I've overlapped
I don't have to trap and be an MC
You're not poppin' if you've gotta do both
Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
But, I make way too much money from shows
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
This one's a straight up wobbler
This one's aggy like Pogba
It's like I warn bankers when it
Comes out of the speakers, it might rock ya'
Uh, this one's dangerous
This one's killing off haters
This one's wiping out any MC in
A five hundred mile radius row, row
Row your boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in your boat
Don't come anywhere near me
Oh, no, no you don't
Not in your wildest dreams
I'll release the hounds on man in the night
And listen to the barks and screams
Man know the season
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
Man know, the season bugzy Malone, ya' know
Get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
I'm a bully to the beat, I'm a daddy wid' it
I hold her so tight when I'm doing my 'ting
She told her friends I'm a baddy wid' it
Uh, don't bother wid' it
I'm a double champion, I'm Conor init
Give me the beat, give me the mic
I swear down you already know I'm bodying it
Uh, way too mucky wid' it
If it's not dank, I'm not fucking wid' it
If she's not gang, I'm not woodying it
Them man are jokers, they're funny with it
Uh, he keeps copying it
Down to the way I dress, he's copying it
Down to the way I do my ting on Instagram
I checked his and he's copying it
Uh, too calm wid it
Them man are Sports Direct, I'm Harvey Nichs'
His new CD's so dry that I hope that
He hands out some lip balm wid it
Yeah, too raw wid it
So hard, I'll snap man's jaw wid' it
You're not a serious guy, you're a doughnut
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
MC's struggling 'cause they smoke
Too much weed when they chill with the bros
I don't wanna be like them
Are you mad? When they see me
It's like seeing a ghost speaking of ghosts
She dyed her hair blonde and
Thinks she's Marilyn Monroe
She wears too much makeup and it's gross
Plus she smokes, it's a joke
MC's struggling on the low
Telling us things that we already know
Drilla, drilla, drilla gang
Drilla, drilla, make it bang
Drill it, bill it, flip it, light it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, wipe it
You don't trap, you're chatting crap
I look back, I've overlapped
I don't have to trap and be an MC
You're not poppin' if you've gotta do both
Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
But, I make way too much money from shows
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
This one's a straight up wobbler
This one's aggy like Pogba
It's like I warn bankers when it
Comes out of the speakers, it might rock ya'
Uh, this one's dangerous
This one's killing off haters
This one's wiping out any MC in
A five hundred mile radius row, row
Row your boat gently down the stream
And if you don't want holes in your boat
Don't come anywhere near me
Oh, no, no you don't
Not in your wildest dreams
I'll release the hounds on man in the night
And listen to the barks and screams
Man know the season
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
Get mad, get 'aggy wid it
You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
Man know, the season bugzy Malone, ya' know