Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Glc Parental Warning, artist - Goldie Lookin Chain. Album song Old Skool, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GLC
Song language: English
Glc Parental Warning |
to the GLC fans, get with our fukin' clan |
we’re the ones who censors tried to ban |
saying our shit was far too sick |
'fuk you all, clarts, suck my dick!' |
now, Wa-Balls don’t care so why should i |
i’ll chuck you out the building, lets see if you can fly |
just cos we’re 'Port, you thinks we’re rough |
and you thought that last LP was sucked (?) |
you ain’t heard nothing like us before |
so now you says you want some more |
so sit right back and smoke some draw |
here it is, clart, your personal encore |
it’s the GLC and the word is born |
all the girlies love me and they got the horn |
they wanna sex me up like Mr. T |
and i think it’s because i’m in the GLC |
i met Miss Argos up Voodoo (?) |
i bought her three pints and she fuked me in the loo |
her name’s Jolene, she’s a dirty bitch |
i fuked her twice, she made my cock itch |
i knows this bird, she’s into bum love |
she pulled the skin so hard, she pulled it off like a glove |
yeah, i know the one you mean, she’s a dirty slag |
she only fuked me so she could smoke the rest of my fag |
if you don’t like this, put it away, cos the GLC’s here and it’s here to stay |
'yeah, this is Ice T, and if you don’t like this album, then get ready for the |
word 'fannys' comin' up' |
i was pumping this bird in the back of my car |
she was screaming really loads and my penis was hard |
i started screaming and she did too |
next thing i know we’re covered in crazy sticky glue |
'what is this stuff?', i asked her about |
and she said, 'don't matter' and started to shout |
it again and again and she loves to drink it up |
she likes to eat it mostly when it’s coagulated in a cup |
Adam Hussain’s got so much fukin' come |
my balls are swollen up, firing spunk like a gun |
now i knew this girl, Jolene, she’s a right fukin' whore |
i knew it was true when she fuked my labrador |
i met Jolene when i was just thirteen |
but she smashed up my cock and made it turn green |
now she’s living down Mays Glass (?) |
and she’s making me put things up her ass |
if you don’t like this, put it away, cos the GLC’s here and it’s here to stay |
'yo, yo, i told ya, Ice T, recommending not to listen to the words, |
front bum or ass' |
i can do the sun crossword cos i’m really clever |
but page three’s always stuck together |
i loves to pump vadge in the style of an ape |
i loves it when it’s open and it’s starting to gape |
i looks inside, it looks kinda funny |
so i gets my hands, and grabs her fukin' curry |
Hussain’s the name and i got no shame |
especially when i’m shagging tarts on the game |
i once had a bird and she took it up the bum |
she had a blonde perm and her name was Sharon |
i fuked her up the ass and she thought i was pucker |
she even licked my purple headed yoghurt chucker |
but i had to dump her, i couldn’t really complain |
cos she’s already given head to my clart, P Xain |
if you don’t like this, put it away, cos the GLC’s here and it’s here to stay |
'if you’re still listening, then god help you, cos right now i’m gonna say. |
cl*t rub' |
fukin''ell boys, hand me the bus fare home |
i met this bird and she gimme a bone |
i gotta get back to her place tonight |
cos her vadge is dripping loads and my penis is just right |
my cock and her vadge then started to merge |
then my penis started to splurge |
'my name’s DCI, from Sunhill |
now i’m just fuking down in Pil' |
i been down there fukin' three times before |
i seen a bird, she’s a fukin' dirty whore |
she sucked my dick and made it stiff |
i spunked over her tits really sticky shit |
'what do you reckon of that tune there, Ice T?' |
'Ice T recommends the goldie lookin' chain, take your pants off' |
'that's fukin' safe as fuk, that is' |
'er, Ice T, what’s that TV show what you’re in?' |
'it's a cop show, er, i can’t remember the name right now' |
'what's it called, clart?' |
'something like, TJ Hooker, i don’t know, i-ican't remember it too good right |
now… jet-lag' |
'i've heard that you’s the fukin' original gangster, is that fukin' true or |
what?' |
'no' |
razzle-dazzle |
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