Stormzy Still Disappointed Lyrics

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Oi Wiley man, I’m still disappointed…

Aight, one more dub, then it’s back to business (Yeah)

I’m a real G, and your dad’s a witness (Yeah)

Boy’d your bro, then your sister begged it

I told that little bitch, “Don’t ask for pictures” (Yeah)

I do this ting for fitness

Put them Cowie boys in rizzlas

Fallouts at the next family functions

The Cowie’s are gonna have an awkward Christmas

So why you love to talk about mum so much? (So much)

Where’s yours? (Where’s yours?)

Let me just ‘low it (Let me just ‘low it)

Let me just pause (Pause)

No fuck that man, I gotta dun the virus

Oi Wiley, you shoulda been the one to guide us

But since you wanna diss my mum so much

Let’s talk about why you moved your mum to Cyprus

That poor little woman was scared of the house ‘cah you put her life in danger you prick

Bricks and shots just fly through the window

You couldn’t be the person to save her, you prick (You prick)

Instead of you to squeeze the pumpy

You said, “Yo mum, we gotta leave the country” (Yeah)

I never wanna hear you say, “Free the mandem” (Yeah)

Let’s go Cyprus and go free your mumzy

Got mumzy banged up abroad (Abroad)

All because her son was a fraud (Was a fraud)

Can’t handle this, so she handles dick like I handle the war (Like I Handle the war)

Whore (Whore)

Nuttin’ ain’t funny anymore (Anymore)

‘Cause I’m not a happy bunny anymore (Anymore)

Didn’t really wanna bring it to your mummy anymore

So… your dad can’t defend your bro

And you can’t defend your mum

Man, I wonder what she thinks (Hmm)

All the males in your family are weak links (Yes)

Gather ’round man, this is just the pre-drinks (Uh)

Ripping the weave off my mum’s head

Okay, well, that’s a lie

What, we telling facts or jokes? (Or jokes)

Ah shit, I forgot, this is grime

So, say what you like then (Uh)

‘Low all the dubs, let’s have a fight then (Uh)

Don’t mention them niggas, I don’t like them (Uh)

Fuck all them niggas, they ain’t my friends

So don’t hype them

Mum’s life, man are gonna kick ’em in the mouth (Yeah)

Cah niggas got pride but it’s bigger in the south (Yeah)

Cah you weren’t on it (Yeah), and your dad weren’t on it (Yeah)

Guess your mum shoulda had a real nigga in the house to defend her

Broken woman, I wanna mend her (Yes)

Bruck her back and then bend her (Uh)

Got so much lovin’ I wanna lend her (Uh)

Got so much money I wanna send her

Where can I send it? (Yep)

What you putting her through, I wanna end it (Please)

I like that you’re not self centred

You opened the door and look who entered

Oh it’s the king of grime, king of grime

How’s he the king of grime but on drill?

Now I’m the king of grime, I won’t chill

King of grime, oh it’s no big deal

See this ting? Yeah, I run that (Run it)

Keep your crack, we don’t bun that (Don’t bun it)

Come on a mission and let your gun clap

Let me start a petition to get your mum back

I know she wants to come back

Oh Lord (Oh Lord)

You got mumzy banged up abroad (Abroad)

You got mumzy ran off the ends (Ends)

And it’s foul ’cause it ain’t her fault (No, it ain’t her fault)

She was tryna relax

But her son got caught in a war (Caught in a war)

One day there’s dons at the door, then next day Heathrow Terminal 4

It’s a shame, what she needed was a strong man in the house

Fuck that, I’ma be the man at your house

She’s like “Will, come home, there’s a man in the house”

It’s like your mum was the only real man in the house (Damn)

Shower on the riddim, and I’m shower on the mic (Yeah)

Thought it was love, it was sour on the sly (Yeah)

You fuckboy, let me know how you wanna die (Uh)

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