Wiggly Willy
(专辑: Hip Hop Hooray - 2017)
My full name's Cheltenham D.G.L.B. Digby My diet consists strictly of single malt whisky I'm particularly sesquipedalian I've not published a
single literary failure And I'd speculate that's mainly thanks to the
fact That I
don't even write books, I
just rap Trust that I'm a
distinguished linguist Whose voice's weapon of choice is English A
rhythm wrecking rhetorician, getting recognition For the
fact that I'm swagger's dictionary definition On first look, you're ready for a
second listen I
took your sister to third base, cherry picking Heavy hitting, yet with incredible erudition It's a
travesty you haven't seen me rapping on your television I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby My witty words make your willy feel all wiggly I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby If folk don't dig me, they don't know diddly Allow the
grime scene for the
time being I
turn the G
into a
C: crime scene I'm the
nightmare to come and wreck your nice dream I'll open up your top like a
double decker sightseeing I
ripped the
Rolex off of Wiley And now I
wear it in my jacket pocket by my tie, see? I'm the
reason that your wife's seen the
dry cleaner Imbibing my seed like Ribena I'll livestream it widescreen As she lies, semen smeared on her cheeks like a
child eating ice cream She might need a
new dress; Lewinsky I'm going mental on your crew's set; Klaus Kinski I'll kick your mumsy in the
mimsy with an air of whimsy Then throw her down the
stairs like a
slinky I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby My witty words make your willy feel all wiggly I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby If folk don't dig me, they don't know diddly Give me a
mo, bro; Digby Will make your ho go giggly, oh so quickly The
po-po tried to photofit me I
simply did this and they let me go: victory I
don't have any history, lathered in mystery Someone phone Agatha Christie My breath smells of a
packet of Wrigley's Mixed with whatever the
hell my tobacconist gives me I'll piggyback on the
back of a
pygmy Screaming "quickly, quickly" while I'm jabbing his kidneys From the
Indies to Sydney and in between A
Cold War submarine is my limousine A
libertine with the
sympathy of Mr Bean A
prick that means to to be inflammatory so bring your antihistamines I'm Mister Meanness, I
bring a
list of misdemeanours Bigger than your sister's penis; how pissed the
scene is Just switch your speakers off if you're squeamish I've completed treatises and theses on faeces I'm the
bee's knees; pollenating on the
daily I
leave seeds upon a
range of lovely ladies I
ram raided Hades with a
Mercedes Camera in the
deceased's faces: "say cheese" I'm from a
place of make believe, and now I'm real Slightly hallucinatory is how I
feel Thou art kneeling before me; raw meat Ready to be churned and then turned into corned beef Balls deep in the
rhythm like a
porn scene And jisming, it's beginning to get a
bit like Wall Street With all the
greed I'm growing taller than a
broad bean Drag you to the
park folded in half like a
lawn seat I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby My witty words make your willy feel all wiggly I'm Cheltenham "Douglby" Digby If folk don't dig me, they don't know diddly