Lyrics
i like to pry into my neighbours business
i roll up rizlas and watch their winders,
an take pictures of his mistress,
then i black-mail an insist that he pays for christmas
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i'm the local slag, i've been in a porn mag,
so bad, i'm known to get fucked on the rag,
i don't give a damn, your jealous of my conquests,
a bit stretched but i'm there if you want sex,
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Me i'm scared of the thugs in a hoody,
full of worry so i hurry coz i gotta lotta money
in my shirt, an their comin in pairs, i'm gettin scared,
i'll make my way home an moan to Toe Blair
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i'm the teenage mum an i've been done by nearly everyone
an i've got six sons,
by six different dads but don't feel sad,
look at the bright-side i got a shit hot pad
an a wide screen plasma, M3 mazda,
stick thin kids but a load of prada,
fucked in granadas round the estate,
i won't use rubbers coz i'm goin for 8
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I got the rock in my pocket an the pipe in my right,
so i light an ignite my life an get high,
graftin your bike in the night with a knife,
gimme that lad, or i'll slice ya twice,
i stink of shite but don't screw your face,
an turn out your pockets i could do with a crate
rob washin lines for designer outfits
you wanna keep them, don't hang them out bitch
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I benchpress weights coz i've got no mates,
i pump to get buff, enough to look tough,
an pose in the gym when the women walk in,
adonis, little bollocks from the the stegs that i did
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i'm a madman, well i think i am,
only beat you up if i'm 2 years above yer,
shove yer, slap yer, whack then capture
your i-pod nano that you bought from asda
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Theres heads an vols, bear arse an kirby,
an brickin the dirty nerd from number 30
its thursday so we rob the milk,
playin footy in the dark, gettin covered in filth,
theres fuck all to do so we all get smashed for a laugh,
6 lads on a fivers strap,
doin blowbacks till were stoned an chilled out
gettin sick of weed so we pop the pills now
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you want it i got it, makin' alot of profit,
keep it low key lad, put it in your pocket
when the deals goin down coz i'm not goin down,
had a few close scrapes, i was lucky to escape
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i think that i'm fit but i'm just all ribs
i gorge on chips then bawk an be sick,
to keep the thin figure, tit's'lll get bigger,
burnt by the beds an obsessed with the mirror.
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they call me a scruff but i haven't got doh,
mums on her deathbed, dads never home
no new clothes an i'm always dirty,
an i get hurt if i leave number 30.
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go in the shop lad, we wanna get drunk,
wanna act dumb then wanna get done,
fucked before fifth year to fit in,
now after a year you can fit your fist in
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i'm the snitch with a path full of bricks,
bastards kids, i'll grass them in,
i phone up the police to report my findings,
about a new dealer, he's got no blinds in,
i can see all the deals goin down,
kneelin down, i can see the brown
straight on the blower to reveal the info,
CCTV will convict the criminal
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Dressed in black coz i'm on the graft,
i move fast an i'm hard to catch, i'm in your back
in the pitch black, grab your shit then dash,
next doors next an i'll go like tha
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Revvin the engine as i pop
