Bugzy Malone - Aggy Wid It lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yeah [Verse 1] 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 f**ing 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] 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 died 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 know crap, you’re chatting crap I look back, I’ve overlapped I don’t have to trap and be an MC You’re not proper if you’ve gotta do both Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up But I make way too much money from shows [Hook] 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 [Verse 3] 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 k**ing 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 [Hook] 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 [Outro] Man know the season Bugzy Malone, ya know