"Selekta" lyrics
(feat. Albie Wobble, Trixie B & SIDEQUEST)
Albie Wobble
Representing Wellington upon Trent, we in here
Big up my man Nathan, coming through with the ganja
Rudeboy, mi wan fi chat to mi gwan
Selekta (Are you mental?)
Coming through, what it do
I never knew your crew be doo-doo
With the bom to the boom boom
Bom di bom di bom boom with the boom boom
What do you do?
Put ya crew in a new blue tutu
(Ooh) Who mandem
Over by the chip shop? Yo, can't stand 'em
Then stab them, man go bonkers
With a Glasgow smile for the plonkers
Me nah stab 'em in di biscuit
Blood on me trainers? Nah, can't risk it
Pick up the skeng and ya mandem ran
Couldn't nick a hot pot pie off me nan, and
If you wanna boogie, yo, let's tango
Hit 'em with the Rambo, right up in the mango
Take me to the yard if you can handle it
Let's pop a mandy or I'll cancel it (Oi)
Them ogling me baps all through me Burberry (You, you, you what?)
I know you heard of me (You, you, you what?), boy
If you pop round in Bradford to Bethnal Green down to Bournemouth
I'll turn your ugly mug into porridge
Or more of the rough and tumble
A million quid'll get ya Barney Gumble
Looking for a tussle, head to the pub
Shaftesbury Ave for the rub and tug
Don't mind my P's and Q's and me A-to-Z's
You want a toastie? I'm on me way to Greggs
I got a bump for a fiver, that's a bargain
Knees up, not a fucking stroll in the garden
"Pardon?" Yeah, you lot of ponces
Piss off you poofs and you fairy nonces, you want this?
Yo, I got your mum up on the pickle
Bonk the old bird till her ticker wanna fizzle
And I got your gran up in the middle
Pipe the old bag right down and get a diddle
Take me to the yard if you can handle it
Let's pop a mandy or I'll cancel it (Oi)
Them ogling me baps all through me Burberry (You, you, you what?)
I know you heard of me (You, you, you what?), boy (Go on then)
Show me the wedge or don't you bother me (Don't be a farking lemon)
You ain't worth a Sunday roast at Toby Carvery (Fark off)
Don't start with me, and don't get smart with me (Fark, fark off)
You get no part of me (You, you, you what?), boy
Representing Wellington upon Trent, we in here
Big up my man Nathan, coming through with the ganja
Rudeboy, mi wan fi chat to mi gwan
Selekta (Are you mental?)
Coming through, what it do
I never knew your crew be doo-doo
With the bom to the boom boom
Bom di bom di bom boom with the boom boom
What do you do?
Put ya crew in a new blue tutu
(Ooh) Who mandem
Over by the chip shop? Yo, can't stand 'em
Then stab them, man go bonkers
With a Glasgow smile for the plonkers
Me nah stab 'em in di biscuit
Blood on me trainers? Nah, can't risk it
Pick up the skeng and ya mandem ran
Couldn't nick a hot pot pie off me nan, and
If you wanna boogie, yo, let's tango
Hit 'em with the Rambo, right up in the mango
Take me to the yard if you can handle it
Let's pop a mandy or I'll cancel it (Oi)
Them ogling me baps all through me Burberry (You, you, you what?)
I know you heard of me (You, you, you what?), boy
If you pop round in Bradford to Bethnal Green down to Bournemouth
I'll turn your ugly mug into porridge
Or more of the rough and tumble
A million quid'll get ya Barney Gumble
Looking for a tussle, head to the pub
Shaftesbury Ave for the rub and tug
Don't mind my P's and Q's and me A-to-Z's
You want a toastie? I'm on me way to Greggs
I got a bump for a fiver, that's a bargain
Knees up, not a fucking stroll in the garden
"Pardon?" Yeah, you lot of ponces
Piss off you poofs and you fairy nonces, you want this?
Yo, I got your mum up on the pickle
Bonk the old bird till her ticker wanna fizzle
And I got your gran up in the middle
Pipe the old bag right down and get a diddle
Take me to the yard if you can handle it
Let's pop a mandy or I'll cancel it (Oi)
Them ogling me baps all through me Burberry (You, you, you what?)
I know you heard of me (You, you, you what?), boy (Go on then)
Show me the wedge or don't you bother me (Don't be a farking lemon)
You ain't worth a Sunday roast at Toby Carvery (Fark off)
Don't start with me, and don't get smart with me (Fark, fark off)
You get no part of me (You, you, you what?), boy
Writer(s): Kyle Harris Gordon
