Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sounds of the Sir, artist - P Money.
Date of issue: 27.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sounds of the Sir |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
I’m gonna get up on the mic |
Spray my lyric and shut down guys |
So many wounded, they’ll shut down guys |
If I draw my ting, it will shut down guys |
I only work with my bredrins |
That’s why I can make D Double in east side |
Through the Blackwall Tunnel in east side |
I originate from the south east side |
I’ve got so much backing, labels can’t tell if I’m signed |
No wristbands, let him through, he’s fine |
Soon as I get clocked, bare P signs |
Promoter better show me the P sign |
Can’t jump on the set, no decline |
I’ll have Jammer telling you «Declined» |
After the rave, you can find me in the car park |
With my chick and my seat reclined |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
Jump on stage, do my ting |
Spit my bar, everyone sings |
Them man are hard, everybody’s locked in |
Try a ting, I’ll make your headtop spin |
It’s not a ting, king of the ring |
Nah, it’s not a commercial ting |
Nah, it’s not a rehearsal ting |
If he tries it now then I’m murking him |
Everyone knows what time it is |
Buss a bar and you know what rhyme it is |
My mandem are the grimiest |
Onstage, my chains are the shiniest |
Yo, D Double, Footsie and P |
Dun know manaman are making P |
Dun know I’ll murk any biggie MC |
Man can’t tell me I’m not certi (oh my god) |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
I’ll spit you a dirty one |
I’m a big man, way past 31 |
Inna dis ting, I’m certi, son |
Your likkle wee bars can’t hurt me, son |
Yeah, #certi |
Man are big man, way past 30 |
I’ll put in the work, get dirty |
I’m like «go ahead blud, try murk me» |
Yeah, go ahead, try murk man |
I’ll spray a quick 16 and murk man |
Or roll on man in the work van |
And trust me, I put in that work, fam |
This tune is a crime scene |
Yeah, us man are big in the grime scene |
P Money and Gens, lyrical skengs |
Nobody ain’t fucking with my team, dun know |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |
Everybody knows what time it is when they hear |
Salute to Sir Spyro cuh this one’s |
Gun fingers and a screwface when they hear |
We’ll have your girlfriend in the crowd screaming |