The Manor - Shut Your Mouth lyrics
[The Manor - Shut Your Mouth lyrics]
If you two were mine, you'd get a good hiding
Yeah well they're not yours so shut your mouth
Jimmy got the mouses my lads are 'ard as houses
You took your spouse shopping 'cause I larry on her blouses
I let you know on Twitter that you're marrying a shitter
So it's really like a favour son I'll have pint of bitter
I got a harder boat in a Barber coat
I might smash your old dear if your father don't
Grab a bag of smoke off of [?] no I won't I just fart a note
With Jimmy snatch getting that in a silly hat
Went Milly's world ended up back at Milly's flat
I wish I did but I didn't I'm a soppy chap
Ended up top and tailing Dutch back at Scotty's gaff
My friend porridge told me sex smell like skips
I told him I stick chick like a Twix
You know I pick and mix
I said I lay her down like bricks or a roundhouse kick
No money but I pound this bitch
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out
Low profile like it or lump it
I'm out here tryna swerve an obsessed bit of crumpet
I've only got one tip take it from me
She smells like cheese don't Dairylea dunk it
Feeling like the gaffer, won a pinky on the acca
I'm a broke black rapper and a life long slacker
A yard man told me a yard man said
If you can't get bread gwan wicked and dread
South London this is what I grew up on bruv
It's wonderful if you know it sing the song bruv
Need a month abroad 'cause the grinds getting quite tough
Uncomfortable taking trips chilling on the bus
You know why? You learn a lot from the high street
From the kids skipping scool to the pigs on the beat
10am drunks on a bus stop seat see it all I pass on the 453 South
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out
Tell me what you want I bet I got them
Know a couple chaps with the Bronson
Double dropping Jacks for your Johnson
Drop a couple Jacks in the cup of that Jack
Fuck a lovely bunch of yats bring the butters slags
Harry ain't fitting in the duffel bags
Even had to hit a little re-up on the rubber bands
Only child I back myself I never had a brother
And I got lot of friends but only really trust a couple man
Fully gassed to the Mark like Ronson
But truly ain't got a Scooby never went Uni
Usually I'm down in [?]
Quarter bar of dizzle in my long johns
Always find the cash for a pie and mash
Smash a little double double and I'm on one
Mix the liquor with chili vinegar the hot one
Throw another pie on top I'm in it for the long run
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out
Yeah well they're not yours so shut your mouth
Jimmy got the mouses my lads are 'ard as houses
You took your spouse shopping 'cause I larry on her blouses
I let you know on Twitter that you're marrying a shitter
So it's really like a favour son I'll have pint of bitter
I got a harder boat in a Barber coat
I might smash your old dear if your father don't
Grab a bag of smoke off of [?] no I won't I just fart a note
With Jimmy snatch getting that in a silly hat
Went Milly's world ended up back at Milly's flat
I wish I did but I didn't I'm a soppy chap
Ended up top and tailing Dutch back at Scotty's gaff
My friend porridge told me sex smell like skips
I told him I stick chick like a Twix
You know I pick and mix
I said I lay her down like bricks or a roundhouse kick
No money but I pound this bitch
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out
Low profile like it or lump it
I'm out here tryna swerve an obsessed bit of crumpet
I've only got one tip take it from me
She smells like cheese don't Dairylea dunk it
Feeling like the gaffer, won a pinky on the acca
I'm a broke black rapper and a life long slacker
A yard man told me a yard man said
If you can't get bread gwan wicked and dread
South London this is what I grew up on bruv
It's wonderful if you know it sing the song bruv
Need a month abroad 'cause the grinds getting quite tough
Uncomfortable taking trips chilling on the bus
You know why? You learn a lot from the high street
From the kids skipping scool to the pigs on the beat
10am drunks on a bus stop seat see it all I pass on the 453 South
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out
Tell me what you want I bet I got them
Know a couple chaps with the Bronson
Double dropping Jacks for your Johnson
Drop a couple Jacks in the cup of that Jack
Fuck a lovely bunch of yats bring the butters slags
Harry ain't fitting in the duffel bags
Even had to hit a little re-up on the rubber bands
Only child I back myself I never had a brother
And I got lot of friends but only really trust a couple man
Fully gassed to the Mark like Ronson
But truly ain't got a Scooby never went Uni
Usually I'm down in [?]
Quarter bar of dizzle in my long johns
Always find the cash for a pie and mash
Smash a little double double and I'm on one
Mix the liquor with chili vinegar the hot one
Throw another pie on top I'm in it for the long run
This mug said it ain't about South, shut your mouth
My missus said I ain't going out, shut your mouth
Politician keep taxing my snout, shut your mouth
This mug said it ain't about South and he's lucky that we didn't knock him out