Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aggy Wid It, artist - Bugzy Malone. Album song King Of The North, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Aggy Wid It |
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 fucking 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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 killing 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 |
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 |
Man know the season |
Bugzy Malone, ya know |