The Manor – f#ck Swag

The Manor – f#ck Swag Lyrics

Artist: The Manor
Song: f#ck Swag

Oi, oi
Saying f#ck swag
I’m saying f#ck swag
My clothes are so sh#t

Dodgy geezer cocky on a knees up
Give me one or two and I’ll be necking like a litre
Heading southend in a forty seven seater
Shouting we ain’t counting fellas saying we ain’t either

I’m bring rap back in my Penge flat cap
f#ck the wave jumpers bumping Drizzy in a snap back
I’m looking caj in my lilac Primark rags
Not sweating getting vetting form the lads

So above it that I can’t see clouds
I’m laughing at clowns in Armani gowns
Fake bake tarts ten a penny on the town
Grinding for a fiver still be liver than your sound

I ain’t showered since 1993
I’m a dirty little cunt no-one is liver on the beat
No-one is waver than this raver f#ck the hippies in the sea
I flip it on the mic so you can see that I’m deep

One pair of jeans every video you’ve seen
Mashed up vans and a thirty p tee
The only shirt I worry ’bout’s what my team is
They’re saying f#ck swag I’m the only one who means it

I’m the only one who means it
They’re saying f#ck swag I’m the only one who means it
Trust me. He ain’t lying
I don’t give a f#ck who’s the realest
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Release Year: 2018