Dubz, Giggs, Blade Brown - What's Ard Bodied lyrics

It's Hollowman, Dubz, yeah? So Dubz
Yeah nigga I know that you do this ting
Ard Bodied, listen
You know that you do this ting
So 'em what Ard Bodied's all about, yeah?
Let's do this fam

What's Ard Bodied?
Tell you what's Ard Bodied (What is it)
Who just done? Alright, cah I pop it (Ahh)
That's Ard Bodied
Find out where you are probably
Then I get the large shotty
Leave him in the car slumped
(Oi, let them know)

Don't ramp with us, we tote hammers
Blud I'm not Santana but I shoot like cameras
And plus I spit like a camel does
You just dribble
It's a bib what I'm handing ya
Yeah, you might be a physical man
But, I'm a little motherfucking tarantula
So you better run 'til your ankle bruck
Click-click, buck at an angle cah
The kickback might fuck up the handler
The stick clap I fucking dismantle ya
Six pack well you're fucking with amateurs
I'm fucking with bosses
CEO's, OG's and managers
Oh please, I'll damage ya
Have your whole crew say "there's
No need for badness"
I know G's that hold ki's just like janitors
I get O'z off no teeth and Gareth
'Cause, I know fiends that know fiends
That's told fiends it's banging
Hat low, jeans are hanging
Crack dough feeds my family
Act slow, meet my gang
Gats blow, squeeze your fam
We'll be shooting

What's Ard Bodied?
Tell you what's Ard Bodied who just done?
Alright, cah I pop it that's Ard Bodied
Find out where you are probably
Then I get the large shotty
Leave him in the car slumped
(yeah, I tell 'em)

Stop talking greazy you're a damn liar
Push my buttons and you're gonna
Hear this man fire (Ah)
And if I bang, I (Clap, clap)
I'm aiming for that neck like a vampire
I'm a gram seller, you're a gram buyer
A kidnapper, duct taper, hand tier
And trust me that's not a lie
And I'm getting watched by a lot of guys
(Why?)
Probably cah my rocks get a lot of buys
(What else?) and my watch is a proper size
(What is it?) It ain't no Aqua
Really on the roads darg, I ain't no actor
And yeah I always get the right piff
Flake's like that Omagh hit
There's nothing like this (Listen)
Standing on the block with the heavy kettle
(yeah)
Surrounded by rock heads and heavy metal
And I ain't talking 'bout Metallica
Young gunner's shank's 'bout the
Size of Excalibur's (That's mad)
Shottas wanna ride with this manager
Load up the machine then we
Ride on our challengers
And fuck rolling with 35 niggas (yeah)
The three that I roll
With are certified killers

What's Ard Bodied?
Tell you what's Ard Bodied who just done?
Alright, cah I pop it that's Ard Bodied
Find out where you are probably
Then I get the large shotty
Leave him in the car slumped
(yeah, I tell 'em)

Aight it's Big Ryde, it's Hollowman, Dubz
Ard Bodied, yeah?
And you niggas know that we do this ting
So I ain't gotta say shit, yeah?
Nigga saying it's round 1
Let's do this ting, ding, ding
Yeah, let's go