N-DUBZ


Suck Yourself Lyrics

I like this one
Ya
Are you listening
Duku yourself
Na-Na Naiiiii
Yo
I remember when we used to **** **** in pairs
I had to clamp my spot under those Sainsbury's stairs
Living on our pedal bikes, we didn't f***ing care
We'd always roll up on the buses, without paying the fares
If your splashing 8 bills on a zed
And you ain't coming back with more than two bags
Motherf***er that means, you ain't got a hussling head (No)
So that means you'd probably do anything for a cheque (Pussy)
Who knows, talk to the feds about the rest
You can hush that beat
Cause there's never been snitches in my nest
Up to this day I still get stop and search
And I still give the wrong name and address yes
Back then I'd be out the house by ten
And if I where to come back, my mum would never know when
Instead of doing something good with my life
I was out feeling untouchable, trying to rock grown men
I dunno how he's done it but my lawyers a G for keeping me out of pen
If it weren't for him and my Paps I'd be looking at ten
We all used o shot food but it was more about who was the gulliest in the endz
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my ***
Some things we wouldn't do and that was shot to manz mum
But I would jam out at the ***** house all night long
Seeing man ***** off the ****** and the ****** and the ******
When the morning used to come I'd smell minging
The weather was ***** my line never stopped dingin
****,*****, *****, ****, you could name me anything
There was nothing we weren't slingin
Look at me now I'm singing, and my little son's grinning
Ma's gonna sikts out when she see's her new yard and kitchen
The scene needs coaching so put your album out the same day as us
and we'll see who's roasting

Suck yourself, you don't ****
I can tell the way you talk about these ***** straps
That you ain't never cocked no still
Real recognize real
You know the deal
If you on this ting and you ain't talking ****
I'mma a see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill

When you make a mill, I'mma see ya
Respected to by G's coz I never tried to be one
But I been around duppy and money markers
It's football or music or let the streets take us (no lie)
I never lie in my bars, artists blow and make up a past(stop lying)
They start lying to the listeners, I tell 'em be yourself, the real G's ain't listening
But now-a-days everybody's bad, everybody's got a strap on and everybody bangs
And I don't give a **** if your grinding, if your clothes look **** you're a tramp
I'm sick and tired of these Youtube G's getting pissed off cause your girl Youtube's me
I swear down these ***** make me sick, na na niii, let me throw up a C
Please Mr Munks all good, do you think my hair weren't cut the way I'm good in my hood
I pass through like show they show love?? It's an event whenever I shows up
The money it goes up, day by day, in vain?? these pricks will never say my name
I came from a place where it's all or nothing, some
I'mma take all and leave the boys nothing
Leave them boys scuffing, fighting over ****, no.2 album, ***** I'm the *****
Ayo D.A. look now we been there??, we used to be in the flats chillin'
Look at me now I'm spittin, cheeks still grinning, pass through my hood
Big dulta A.R. Chain swinging, paids arm boasting
I can burn bread at one for corners ways

Suck yourself, you don't ****
I can tell the way talk about these ***** straps
That you ain't never cocked no still??
Real recognise real
You know the deal
If you on this thing and you ain't talking *****
I'mma a see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill
Yo
I was never ballin', my trainers all had smile on their faces they were talking
Always dressing bummie?? in some oversized tracksuit
Running around the streets with the gulliest of black youths
Robbing ****** bare faced, I knew it wasn't fair male
We'd lick a couple lappies then will meet up at the staircase
Uncle B was the realist thing that I believed in
Didn't think four years down the line I'll still be breathing
So suck yourself, you don't *****
I can tell the way you talk about these ***** straps
That you ain't never cocked no still??
Real recognize real
You know the deal
If you on this thing and you ain't talking ****
I'mma see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill
***** it

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these lyrics are submitted by moniquestevens70@yahoo.com

Songwriter(s): Dino Contostavlos, Jahmaal Noel Fyffe, Richard Rawson, Junior Edwards, Jahmaal Fyffe
Copyright: U Music Publishing Limited, Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
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