Crazy Titch - Panties, Bras, Coke & Cameras lyrics

[Intro: Crazy Titch] You know who it is right now Everyone knows who it is It's obv. Titch, innit? Crazy T-I-T-C-H Wiley stop being stupid, innit Just do your Rolex Sweepin' and drop my name out of it, innit? Just play your position, innit? Do funkyhouse, play m-dizzle(?) Sniff lines, do grims(?), have a nice time innit Low it ennit, lyrically you man can't f** with him, innit? You know you can't f** with Doogz [Verse 1: Durrty Goodz] You didn't have to talk like that That's not lyrical so I won't support that You know you shoulda come up with something they don't know I was young and I went jail, road men know Was it rape though? No, but I was thirteen Now I'm a rolemodel, kids can learn off of me And my hot flows, you've never had one of those You went low so now I've gotta expose Some of us already know and a couple of us saw The video when you was inna de cousin bra Thongs on and everthing with your battydraw Open posing for the camera Rah the grime king's a crossdresser How can he swing when he's in a G string? And I'm on a weed ting, Cokey you're freaking You're a duppy Shhh, All In One's got a copy [Hook x2] Panties bras sniff coke and cameras Panties bras sniff coke and cameras Panties bras sniff coke and cameras This is what happens when you smoke round Ambers (smoke round Ambers, smoke round Ambers) [Verse 2] Ask Fury she knows(True), ask JJ he knows(Yeah) You was chasing All In One around Bow Cos he had the footage on his mobile phone(Haa) You paid him and threw it in a lake Your album was about to drop you where bait(Crossdresser) You've made another big mistake Like when you was slipping in Southwest tell the rest How you ran and let Nai let badboys come and put a gun to her eye And she didn't even cry You was hiding in a garden for four hours That's why you're scared of sunflowers c*nt you're a coward, fronting you're powdered Crack got you doing the devil's work, just low it You talk manure, I don't war with gays Motherf**er you wore lingerie [Hook] [Verse 3] I won't even call you a pedo But I will end it though with a torpedo You look dodgy On your front cover in the playground hoodied up looking young bodies Hanging around with their swings and slides Mad because there was no kids on your side You got a cheek, what's Eskibeat? Some cheap label molesting the kids on the street When the video leaks bet you Willy won't speak As somebody rose in him with a nine milli heat What a silly old creep you've gone below deep How you tryna compete when the coke makes you open your bumcheeks? You said it in the booth, what the bloodcleet? You're with the darkside spirit, that's enough freak Don't phone me unless you got that camera When you was coked out crossdressing round Amber's [Hook] [Verse 4] How can you diss my mother or diss my brother When your sisters lover's f**ing your baby mother With no rubber undercover your boys all run up in her When you're touring they cum up in her You've been outshone on this mic You can go and put back on your thongs and sniff white You're thirty now so with every bar you write Know you're the wrong father and you're useless And you heard the latest? Get a DNA test for one of your babies Heard it was J2k's, DVA's, Little Dee's or one of them PDC brehs It's all long, five Bow men have bored it, All In One It's awfully wrong You only buy bones you can't call for a don And it's official now that you're a corpse in a song... Your mum... [Hook] [Outro: Crazy Titch] Don't be telling Doogz about ahh your brother's doin' life an' that We all know this! We got the paper, innit It's in the books, yeah, it's been on the house of parliaments talk about We all know, shut up, get me? Cus I'm not in jail for Doogz I'm in jail cus some stupid jury dickheads listened to my previous That's it, that's why I'm in jail There's some people that even picked me out on ID parades from television that got me in jail That's not Doogz I went jail, I don't know nothing All I know is I'm appealing I don't wanna hear nothing like that Do not believe, man can't chat to Goodz innit cus Titch is in jail innit Don't know I sent? Man, I'll send Goodz will slew you, he don't need me He don't you don't need me to say nothing You man are rubbish That's the truth innit I don't even hear what you're saying Your hooks is pants, you took it off some yout' called Ryder That flows sh** -Imitates Wiley- How dare you put my name with that sh**? It's lowly! Trust me, low it ennit Low it ennit, lyrically you man can't f** with him, innit? You know you can't f** with Doogz Not none of you, not one of you lyrically can't chat to him It's not gonna make no sense Everyone's gonna get parred, innit? You're better off just leaving him to do what he wants to do And then just leave him I give him a pa**, man can't chat to him Low it