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sleaford mods - bronx in a six lyrics
[chorus]
bronx in six
bronx in six
[verse 1]
he never gave any refunds to his mates
now he wonders why he sits in his big house all on his own
with all his plastic and nice painted plates
bronx in a six, let’s do a one skinner you ten bob
laughing me head off at the old cows that grazed on gr-ss from the boom
it soon turned its jet on ya face and boom
burnt you puff daddy, it maced ya b-st-rds
good, i f-ckin’ laugh like f-ck at ya wannabe labels, shoots on location
cut blokes in stables ra, ra, ra
all ya chinny wine tasters die in boxes like the rest of us wasters
b-st-rd, i f-cking tie ya veins round ya vans limited edition
stitched tongues, bond street like the von bondies
you got slapped up right, i wouldn’t f-ck about with jack white
you’re a jammy slug, missed the salt
a twat with nine lives
you’re a lucky little tit cake, die, die, die
[chorus]
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
[verse 2]
i couldn’t give a f-cking shit what you think about me, c-nt
what ya saying now? where’s ya wife? ya kids? ya house?
you ain’t got none you silly billy
all gone quiet on the wanker front
gary cooper’s on the clue cause he stuck to his guns
radio edit, oh it’s so nice
lauren laverne keeps playing tumbling dice
just like you with ya maharishi shoulder bag
walking the strip like you f-cking own the path
you wonder why you got no mates?
you pretend to be proud of ya own culture
whilst simultaneously not giving two f-cks about ya own culture
what culture? f-ck culture, the blueprint for all control
on the dole, money monk, the monastery’s faint flicks of reference
paint a vague idea, a pound in the fruity
f-ck lolly on that scale you c-nt, you’re mugged
the money monks saying its prays on bank books
[chorus]
bronx in a six
a single skinner how’s tricks
bronx in a six
a single skinner how’s tricks
[verse 3]
i knocked ya shit vase over one night
i think you was boring women, you slag off about some buying trip to hanover, alright
lobbing out the posh nuts and f-cking weird fruit as some appetizer
clean white tiles, a view to the garden, a room with a poo
i nicked all ya takings and ya f-cking mates c-ke too
bringing women ’round then bragging about the conquest
with ya pot belly helmut lang white vest
autumn, winter 2002 mind fest
[chorus]
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
bronx in a six
a single skinner, how’s tricks?
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