Lyrics Showerman Time - Footsie

Showerman Time

Cah blud, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
And again, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
Aye, bruv, what?
What?
What?
Are you mad?
I’m a big soundman like my dad
And you can’t come around man, acting bad
Because you will get dragged
Stop acting bad, I got pure big bars in my pad
And I got bigger tunes in my pad
No, you don’t wanna clash
You will end up sad
You’ll get torn up just like rag
Ask him again, are you mad?
If I see a chance, I’ll move and clap
If I draw for the shank, you will get stabbed
Cah bullets will fly at straight in your abs
You man better start calling cabs
Don’t wanna see me starting going on rags
Don’t die because you see me and a few man
I’ll draw for the mac and blaze you fags
Blud, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
And again, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
I spit flames
Manaman are bad, man are call names
Manaman are bad, man are don’t play games
And if you wanna test, I’ll put you to shame
And if you wanna test, then take it to road
Head, shoulders, knees and toes
Eyes, ears, mouth and nose
All these areas, we hit those
And if you too close, you’ll get blows
Bare right hooks to your eye
Bare left hooks to your eye
Or you might get a stiff uppercut to your chin
Overhead buck to your nose
And you look like a chee with blood on your nose
You got no front teeth from blood on your clothes
Run out the beef with blood on your clothes
Blud, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
And again, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
What?
What?
You think you’re smart and clever man
I’m a heavy weight, you’re like a feather man
To run this game, I endeavor man
Call my name and I will end a man
Six foot in a bit, I will sell a man
No I’m not a breader man, I won’t bread a man
Might fold, like he’s leather man
Newham generals, we’re gonna rave forever man
That’s my forecast on life, I’m a weatherman
You merk me?
Nah, not never man
Not even when I’m gold and grave
I’m a good air and my lungs are straight
Don’t wanna cross my path, you’ll pay
Because I’ll draw for the remover man, then spray
You wanna test?
Oh, that’s okay
Go ahead, make my day
Blud, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines
And again, it’s showerman time
Everything locked, it’s showerman time
You’re batty, showerman wines
And I par with man with showerman wines