Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shut Ya Mouth , by - Pete & Bas. Release date: 01.08.2018
Song language: English
Shut Ya Mouth |
| Talking the lingo |
| BMW, blacked out windows |
| Hands in the air, bingo |
| Make you see stars, Ringo |
| Gold, one on each finger |
| Handstand backflip ninja |
| Don’t speak till I say so |
| Or the bing might sting ya |
| Bing in the back |
| Bringing them back |
| Jewels in the front |
| Sand in the pack |
| Too much umm-ing and ahh-ing |
| Quick one-two I’mma bring back sparring |
| Too much farting around |
| Horse and carting around |
| Slap, bang |
| Too much talk in the air |
| Not enough sport on the box |
| Watch, no time on my hands |
| Discount merch in the back of the van |
| Damn, walk firm on the slab |
| No need to pay when I’m taking a cab |
| Look in my eyes |
| Ain’t here for the pork or the pies |
| Had enough of that dirt |
| Don’t get wise |
| These hands don’t care about another man’s size |
| Alright, alright |
| Give us a sec cos I’m on that phone |
| Leave me alone |
| How much for the flight? |
| How much for the holiday home? |
| Okay, okay |
| Let me get back to the matter at hand |
| Sit yourself down |
| I need hands on the table |
| Stone island, check the label |
| Oh yeah |
| Don’t wanna spill my drink I’ll lose my rag |
| Who’s got the lucifer I wanna light my fag |
| Oi, you |
| Shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth |
| Chicken and chips in a box |
| Quick (whistle) to the man in the shop |
| Shut it, do you think I’m a mug? |
| You’ve been drinking you stink of the stuff |
| Just bought my grandaughter an iPhone |
| She asked for an iPhone |
| What’s she gonna do with a iPhone? |
| I ain’t got a clue with a iPhone |
| Sold a sack to the boys on the scaff |
| Me and the wife just had a tiff in the back of the gaff |
| I ain’t over the moon |
| Where my specs at? |
| Nobody move |
| Hold on, what’s this in the back of my belt? |
| Oh yeah it’s my shooter |
| Shut ya mouth |
| Or I’ll do ya |
| Oh yeah |
| Don’t wanna spill my drink I’ll lose my rag |
| Who’s got the lucifer I wanna light my fag |
| Oi, you |
| Shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth, shut ya mouth |