The Streets - Don't Mug Yourself Lyrics
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Don't Mug Yourself
Don't Mug Yourself Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Don't Mug Yourself By The Streets?
A new day, another morning after
Leanin' back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria Last night was some bit leeriness done our way But again we're back in like a day Chattin' shit sittin' at the wall table telling jokes Playin with the salt looking out the window Girl brings two plates of full English over With plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried tomato Get my phone out about give this girl a shout See if she had a nice time last night uptown Ask if she fancy's tryin' it again some time Then Cal grabs the phone like oy!oy!oy!oy! Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred I know you can't stop thinking of her By all means, you can vibe with this girl But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself (Talking) Seriously Mike, you fucker No! No! No! I mean, I'll fuckin', I'm no way really tryin' I mean I'll fuckin', I can take it or leave it, believe And then Calvin's like, oy You need to hold it down Jack Put your phone back Quit starin' into space and eat your snack that's that She'll want you much more for not hangin' on Stop me if I'm wrong, Stop me if I'm wrong Why should she be the one who decides Whether it's off or on, or on, or off or on? Now the girl's rude, I now she's rude But she screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred I know you can't stop thinking of her By all means, you can vibe with this girl But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself And I'm like, honestly it's not like that Your actin' like I'm prancing like a sap jumpin' when she clap's and that Oy, do you really think I act whack 'Cause I'm telling you I'm servin' the aces and it's game set and match? Perfectly in control of this goal, I've got the lead role Won't be foldin', I'm older than you told, girl sold, high speed's gold Game over, game over, too cold Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred I know you can't stop thinking of her By all means, you can vibe with this girl But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred I know you can't stop thinking of her By all means, you can vibe with this girl But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself |
Who Wrote Don't Mug Yourself By The Streets?
Michael Geoffrey Skinner
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