Boom Productions
Isn't he a stunter?
My yout', is he on the jumper?
Dumper, dumper, better hit the bunker
Cocaine, ****'s just a punter
Puncture, puncture
I just got a puncture
Got a little brownin', everybody wants her
I just left a function
Got a little drunker
Sippin' on that Cognac, little bit of ganja
Jumpman, jumpman, nizzy in the jumper
Got a pump action, listen when it thunder
Thumper, thumper, thumper, thumper
Knowing those plates ain't legit on the bumper
Bumper, dumper
Slam dunk, I'm a dunker, yeah
Get your cheques in
You get your little lump sum
You little prick or get your **** lumped up
Younger, younger, **** was a younger
Always with a borer, **** was a lounger
Never had no paper, **** was a sponger
Always on a madness, **** was a bungser
Sleeping, slumber
Got your ****'s number
Man'll put you **** under
Yeah I was a blick little ****, wah da bumba?
Drop man, sick man, kick him like a kickstand
Come with that stick that's kicking like IP Man
Hollowman, hitman, holla man, quick fam
All of them girl want Hollowman's wristbands
Hollow got 'em sinking
Hollow got the quicksand
Any feature, Hollow takes the piss, fam
Taking all your chocolates, lemme get your crisps fam
Bully in the playground
Kicking all the kids down
**** invested, ****'s obsessed with
Lickin' this TEC in ****' intestines
**** is destined, this is his destiny
**** get sniping, **** get Wesley
**** so wet that **** just wet me
**** all Nesquik, **** is Nestlé
**** just pest man, **** so pesty
**** get popped blood, drizzle like Pepsi
**** I'm on that, physical contact
Contract's official, judicials are on track
Long strap combat, kick like Ong Bak
Residuals on tact, you miserable wombat
Deliver the strong crack
Gorillas are strong back
The spinners are compact
You **** don't want that
For dinner, it's long, ahk
Want dinners, I'm on track
Not ticking, I want cash
Listen, it's not that
I'm on business, merging
Feds in prison and birding
Earners earning, flipping and turning
Got the neighbours twitching that curtain
It's OK though, I'm still serving
I got the mash still ripping that bird in
I got the bag, can't fit in that sterling
One slap, man spin and man whirlwind
Lab rats, living like vermin
Matte black whizzer, that's German
When I pat, that kitty gets purring
And I stab my dick in, that's squirting
I'm surfing, for certain
So many verses that they can't verse with
Can't get their head around it, can't turban
Might get cheddar out, start churning
My living is illegal
Ard Doe, I'm beginning on a sequel
Artist, only thing I'm missing is the easel
**** doing cartwheels dipping from the evil
'Til the filth come sniffing with the Beagles
When they should be nicking all the paedos
Violate, and I'm visiting your peoples
Pop pop pop, and you **** is the weasels
Man turn tables, lifting up the needle
Man pop tarts, man's sticky with the treacle
Man pop darts, man's tripping in the Beetle
Man is real like a **** was a Hebrew
Staying in jungle, visit in to Seaview
With couple yard man, whipping on an eagle
You could go missing if you need to
Fishing in the sea too, ditch him in the deep blue
Yeah, man have got pills, and powder
Selling that chowder, man are like “Yowzas”
Grams in my trousers
We left the house with about four ounces
In the ting powered by M Power
Air full of high octane and sour
Out here when it's baking
Making bread out of flour
Way out of town in the sticks
Sick of these sycophants, sickening
Stick em' with six staffs', cripple man!
**** putting out the same shit
Yeah, we sick of that
Psychopath pickled in Courvois and Yac
And the triggerman all part of the bigger plan
“Oh, what you saying?
You just being the bigger man?”
“You just doing you?
How'd you figure, fam?”
You fuckers insignificant
Kicking like Liu Kang, this thing's different
This take off's magnificent, merking
You're a little ting, different
This situation getting sticky
Chatting to this bimbo
She's giving me a stiffy
We made the car smell iffy
And nah she never gets lippy
Sipping on spirits, spots in the city
Sixty pounds of diesel in this German beast
I'm swerving the police, I'm busy
Busy body, she's preeing the seat, she
Felt the need to say that she'd never heard of me
But then again for real she also said
She didn't know that cows came in burgundy
It's all unfolding perfectly
This weed's working
Going through my circuitry
Spent so long in purgatory
I'm part of the furniture
It's cool, no urgency
I'm paralytic, permanently
My vision's blurred
But got this bird in Bermondsey
And she's a certainty
I'm hurting certainly
Not inadvertently
I'll leave her in emergency
With broken vertebrae
Is she gonna learn today?
I ain't prepared to sway
You ain't prepared for this
It's fair to say

Writer(s): Giggs, CASisDEAD, Dubz.