| Get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| I’m a bully to the beat, I’m a daddy wid it
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| I hold her so tight when I’m doing my ting, she told her friends I’m a baddy
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| wid it
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| Uh, don’t bother wid it
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| I’m a double champion, I’m Conor init
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| Give me the beat, give me the mic, I swear down you already know I’m bodying it
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| Uh, way too mucky wid it
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| If it’s not dank, I’m not fucking wid it
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| If she’s not gang, I’m not woodying it
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| Them man are jokers, they’re funny with it
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| Uh, he keeps copying it
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| Down to the way I dress, he’s copying it
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| Down to the way I do my ting on Instagram, I checked his and he’s copying it
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| Uh, too calm wid it
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| Them man are Sports Direct, I’m Harvey Nichs
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| His new CD’s so dry that I hope that he hands out some lip balm wid it
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| Yeah, too raw wid it
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| So hard, I’ll snap man’s jaw wid it
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| You’re not a serious guy, you’re a doughnut, you’re gonna make man snap in a
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| minute
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
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| MC’s struggling 'cause they smoke too much weed when they chill with the bros
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| I don’t wanna be like them, are you mad? |
| When they see me it’s like seeing a
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| ghost
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| Speaking of ghosts, she died her hair blonde and thinks she’s Marilyn Monroe
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| She wears too much makeup and it’s gross
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| Plus she smokes, it’s a joke
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| MC’s struggling on the low
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| Telling us things that we already know
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| Drilla, drilla, drilla gang
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| Drilla, drilla, make it bang
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| Drill it, bill it, flip it, light it
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| Whip it, whip it, whip it, wipe it
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| You know crap, you’re chatting crap
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| I look back, I’ve overlapped
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| I don’t have to trap and be an MC
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| You’re not proper if you’ve gotta do both
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| Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
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| But I make way too much money from shows
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
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| This one’s a straight up wobbler
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| This one’s aggy like Pogba
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| It’s like I warn bankers when it comes out of the speakers, it might rock ya
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| Uh, this one’s dangerous
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| This one’s killing off haters
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| This one’s wiping out any MC in a five-hundred mile radius
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| Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
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| And if you don’t want holes in your boat, don’t come anywhere near me
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| Oh no, no you don’t, not in your wildest dreams
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| I’ll release the hounds on man in the night and listen to the barks and screams
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| Man know the season
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
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| If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| Get mad, get aggy wid it
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| You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
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| Man know the season
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| Bugzy Malone, ya know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aggy Wid It , by - Bugzy Malone. Song from the album King Of The North, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп