Don't Be Dumb

Militant, relevant Frivolous gentleman With ten bitches, I fingered all ten of them Quick, ten stitches I spittin this It weren't nothing to do with this melanin Brick my bredda then switch with Sticks, adrenaline swelling Dip Mischief bubbling, swift and menacing Oh my god, he can't dip my brederin Bredrin, that sounds threatening Very unsettling Somebody get him some ketamine Settle him down and heckle him And I got a big face Kettle, all mеtal, no bezelling Nevеr done banking scams, embezzling Run up on him on the main road, no pedaling Telling him stop being feminine Mind your business bitch, stop meddling Oopsie-daisy, better than Jay Z Didn't want gravy Beef shaky, looking all Haiti I demand you never try play me Skip the intro if it ain't Sip the Vimto, daydream I decide who's gonna fuck mainstream I'm the guy who's running it lately Mate, it's late and getting all rapey Molest the beat like Spacey Rapping all hasty, spitting all racey I'm no square but they can't debase me They can't erase me I'm not Patrick Swayze Dancing away, are you crazy? Fuck who paid me All I gotta say Get paid on the daily I'm so wavey Wouldn't it be convenient if a nigga weren't good at it? Disobedient on the riddim, I truant it She the BBM but her pussy still doing it She be in the ends, but I might go ruin it True-True Do-Do You-You Stupid cunt and dumb buffoon I'll come in your room and come on a spoon And then mix that inna the juice Your mother would use Yo blud, I'm confused and I'm unamused You don't wanna see me come through with the one-two Some sort of Kung Fu Anything fun for you, I'm gonna undo Yeah, I'm gonna Sun you Not hot-cross when I say I'm gonna bun you Tell me one thing that I said that is untrue Couldn't give a toss, ain't taking a loss I'm a boss for you dumb yutes (Move) Don't be dumb 'Cos you'll get spun And it won't be fun (no) You'll be glum (sad) I'm not your chum (not me) No, I ain't the one (no way) Gotta whole lotta lip and whole lotta tongue But what have you done? Don't be dumb 'Cos you'll get spun And it won't be fun (no) You'll be glum (sad) I'm not your chum (no) No, I ain't the one (no way) Gotta whole lotta lip and whole lotta tongue But what have you done? It's Dylan the villain Sicker than penicillin No cinnamon in it I'll come through gung-ho Yeah, I'm ready and willing I've been winning and flinging my willy at women I said I'm gonna make a million from the beginning Now I'm making a killing I ain't begging or bidding I'm just doing it big, so now I'll give it the biggun No kidding Yo Wiz, come swing at the riddim Did it when they didn't with a brilliant Got a bitch all in the kitchen and she finna be smitten And then I give her with this dick she be feeling a million In the mirror with [?] little Brazillian She can eat around the meat then the dinner need finishing Ay, Wizzy in a likkle predicament What you telling them? Jesus, that's a bloody mouthful And I got my hands full That's a mazza Doesn't matter cuh' I'm gonna stand tall Coming to your manor like a vandal Hit 'em with the bottom of the sandal Quicker than the flicker of a candle Stick her with the dick and let it dangle Picky and I get a little tricky with the angle Sticky in the inner city, brewing up a scandal Do you wanna gamble? Have you ever seen a nigga with a I been around them killers and they difficult to handle Think about the business tryna wrangle [?] breddas I ain't really tryna tangle I'm cheating with a suttin that requests a likkle strangle I pick her by the ankle, I flick her triangle Jiggidy-bangle, thingy was mangled Run to her man who lives with her now Pum-pum in a shambles It's Dizzee and Wizzy, we get hella busy Everytime we up on the riddim, we really belly Touch road like a Pirelli with two shelly Something ready to move heavy Heavyweight, never debate, we never hesitate Delegate, we in the game, them man never play Imitate all that you want, you won't elevate Anyway, sorry mate You better get away (Move) Don't be dumb 'Cos you'll get spun And it won't be fun (no) You'll be glum (sad) I'm not your chum (not me) No, I ain't the one (no way) Gotta whole lotta lip and whole lotta tongue But what have you done? Don't be dumb 'Cos you'll get spun And it won't be fun (no) You'll be glum (sad) I'm not your chum (no) No, I ain't the one (no way) Gotta whole lotta lip and whole lotta tongue But what have you done? Splurgeboys