| Giggs - Outsiders (Feat. D Double E & Footsie) | Lyrics |
***D Double E***
Oh my word...
***Giggs***
We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders...
I know off-key yardies and some low-key naijas...
Southside OG, OG southsiders...
Strip club on Friday, I might throw some fivers...
Yeah, finders' keepers, so I hope it's finders...
I let the white go cheapest, and let the dope fiends find us...
We're standing outside Keisha's, this was about '05-ish...
Was handing out these pizzas, man had to duck these sirens...
You nigga like these pilots, we don't like these pirates...
Silencer, we gon' light these silent...
Yeah, violent yout, he's lookin' like he's violent...
I don't trust that yout, he's lookin' like he's Trident...
Loud pack, that's what we like, we buy them...
Fry them, you see them eye dem red, he's lookin' like he tried them...
Little bad mind yout, that's why a man don't like them...
But his b*tch look good, I'm lookin' like "Alright den."
***Giggs***
We don't like outsiders...
We don't like outsiders...
Bloodclart insects...
We jump out like spiders...
We be them ride out youts...
Yeah, that's right, we riders...
Cuh man are God bless youts...
These likkle man need guidance...
***Footsie***
We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders...
I just stepped outside, inna mi socks and sliders...
Eastside OG's, the OG eastsiders...
Man ain't got a skateboard, but you know we're grinders...
But I've got the peng food, crushing up in grinders...
It's like I'm on the D Block, man are straight ruff ryders...
Them bwoy, they are plastic, just like the new fivers...
Look, shit will get drastic, I dare a man try us...
Swear down, it's a long ting, I swear down, it's a long ting...
Them man there are on stuff, them man, they are on tings...
Spare me the long talk, look, spare me the long ting...
I can get a man boxed up, like my name was Don King...
Got the thinking boxed up, like I just when shopping...
When will it stop? But I ain't stopping...
When will I flop? But I ain't flopping...
Haters stare but I ain't watching...
Nobody ain't got time for that...
Look, if a man ain't inna my circle...
Nobody ain't got time for chat...
***Giggs***
We don't like outsiders...
We don't like outsiders...
Bloodclart insects...
We jump out like spiders...
We be them ride out youts...
Yeah, that's right, we riders...
We just lodged them feds...
Yeah, that's right, we drivers...
***D Double E***
We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders...
We send them shots, send them gliders...
Let's put 'em to the test, let's see if he's a riders...
None of your dogs ain't got nothing on none of my rottweilers...
I got the bird call, 'cause I got insiders...
Connected to the road, connected to the insiders...
I got the thugs on lock, and I got the getaway drivers...
See a man bumblebee, I got the army of my beehivers...
Us man are hunters, them man are good hiders...
Get a hole in your hat like one of them old school visors...
Bu da bup bup, them man there ain't from my corner...
Them man there ain't from my circle...
What do we call them man? Outsiders...
No one cares about them man there cuh...
What do we call them man? Outsiders...
Them man there can't get in the dance cuh...
What do we call them man? Outsiders...
Man'll go Brexit on them...
Pull out the ting, flex it on them (Blap!)
New ting, test it on them (Blap)
With the big ting, bu da bup bup...
***Giggs***
We don't like outsiders...
We don't like outsiders...
Bloodclart insects...
We jump out like spiders...
We be them ride out youts...
Yeah, that's right, we riders...
Cuh man are God bless youts...
These likkle man need guidance...
| Giggs Feat. D Double E & Footsie - Outsiders | Lyrics |
Sing: Giggs, D Double E & Footsie
Song: Outsiders
Album: Wamp 2 Dem
Released: 2017
Song: Outsiders
Album: Wamp 2 Dem
Released: 2017