Giggs - Outro (STR8 MURKIN) lyrics

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Giggs - Outro (STR8 MURKIN) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, you gotta have a little money to live out here Oh, yeah? You got to have it, I know what you're thinkin' I was the one back in the day always talkin' about how I love the hood, I love the ghetto I was the one sayin' I wasn't the kind of n***a to make a little Money and run to the suburbs You're right, that's what I said But soon as I got my cheque, I was gone! [Verse 1] Yeah... Man's itsy, now man's bitsy But Giggs givin' n***as some history When Giggs didn't even hit sixteen When these little n***as just pipsqueaks But man had to bang an XR2 But now man are swinging in six speeds Bag a man up in Peckham, dude, thick thieves When man's trigger finger weren't itchy When man flop that p**y through dick tease Now man gets that p**y too quickly And man's getting p**y through vocals It's clearly cause the universe mixed me And man had to follow through six deep Your man had them Hollows dude six seat When man had to borrow food, quick P's Your man had to swallow food, sh** beat Your man's in the (?) new (?) When man strap a zoob, we use big sheets And man ain't gonna come with no big speech And man let it go before pigs reach And man kick it off with those big feet Their (?) sixty When man cover mouths they can't lip read Now man's coming out on those big screens [Bridge] Pull your tongue out of my arsehole, Gary Dogs do that You're not a dog, are you, Gary? [Verse 2] Man's dead sick, man edged it Have man running up in man's bedsit And man hit the window and legged it When man's steppin' in, a man exit And man chop it and a man wedged it And man sayin' that a man said sh** And man play it loud on that Ed sh** And man's playing foul on that egg sh** And man never know a man guessed it And man let it go, I [?] it And man's gonna roll a good sess spliff And that p**yhole will get fed dick Lean back when I roll in that fresh whip Like the Big Brother house, best bits Old school poppy, had the best mix Me and Foss 50/50, best splits Hollow plus twenty, guestlists Make that milkshake, Nesquik p**y all shaved, gets dick Split that p**y four ways, s** splits I rang Peppa up and said "text Skiz" And man wasn't sure so man text Cliz When man swing a four they get wet wigs You talk bidding wars, I might tek bids If your chest big, come and get Giggs She gives the best neck and gets the best dick Take a next step, build a fresh bridge Now take the ba** out and leave the rest mids