South Eastenders

Top shagger, Mick Jagger

Birds drawn to my rockstar swagger

Broads begging me to clap their cheeks

But I'ma walk on by 'cause I'm way too dapper

I walk firm like a big brick shithouse

Your man shit bricks when I whip that stick out

So, son sit down and cut that shit out

Or I'ma dig a hole in the ground you can fill out

Pick another fella, you don't want the smoke

I windmill, double fist and I drop you both

A blackbelt, I can scrap 'cause I know my Judo

I make a man squeal like he dropped the soap

The magazine stuffed like a lad in a gay bar

Popped a few shots while I'm grabbing the paper

I make bread, I'm a hell of a baker

My boots handmade with the skin of a gator

Pulling up in a black ranger raptor

Bald on the noggin, I slap fifty factor

Any sales better go through P

You think you're the plug, I'm the fucking adaptor

Belly full of beans and a mind full of darkness

Swing from a fist, out cold like a carcass

I'm out for blood like a shark is

Heartless, I'm a gangster, not an artist

Selling bootleg gear on the market

Any old fart pass by, that's a target

Mark it, barking the price at the bastard

If he don't bite then the mug gets clarted

I'm a handful, I'm a problem

I been mixing my gin with Naproxen

Living life by the book's not an option

When you're running 'round with a head full of toxins

Grip the metal like a man in a workshop

I squeeze, let it beat like I'm having a jerk off

I'm making heads swivel when I'm whipping my tits out

The fellas know we're scrapping when I'm ripping my shirt off

Black suspenders, south EastEnders

Had his whole block knocked off like Jenga's

Whole team built off of thugs and offenders

Came from the bottom, now the gang's big spenders

Kicking the door down and knocking his teeth out

I serve up a whooping when I'm bringing the beef out

I'm foul when I slide on him, taking his knees out