I'm a cockney geezer and I've got a cockney walk
I bowl around my estate and talk in riddles when I talk
'Your havin a bubble mate' or 'I'm on the dog and bone'
I've always got my staff with me and I'm always on my phone
I'll stare at passing strangers and give them my hard man look
I've got to sign on tomorrow, so I'll need my signing book
I've got loads of shit tattoos, on my back is an anchor
I don't pay no maintenance, my ex calls me a wanker
I think I'm a comedian and that everything I say is great
I know what your name is, but I'm still going to call you mate
I smoke loads of weed and I hate the old bill
I'm going to a club this week, I'm gonna bosh a 'Jack and Jill'
I know some single mothers, who live on my estate
They don't charge that much, I suppose it's the going rate
I've got a Chelsea smile and I sniff loads of gear
I'm always in my local, with my dog and a 'pigs ear'.
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@Burrfoot cheers mate it's not true lol but there are loads of people like this who live near meπππ
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