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Plastic Gangster

Thursday, September 17, 2009

 

Plastic Phone Sex Gangster

I come from south London I think I'm cool
I ware a cheap Crombie and thats about all
I go down the clubs with all of the lads
their wearing their chains what they got from their dads
but all I got is a lot of phone sex
my wife's got in debt with a couple who gave

I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor
I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor

I asked one of me mates to get me some books
about the East End the games me Crookes
I brought a cheap car from one of the lads
who got it for me chep from his part living dad
I'm in me new car I'm driving it home
the next thing I know the engine has blown

I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor
I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor

I went down the Westend my life was a drag
I had to pay a tenner to go with some Bag
she took me back to her place I gave her some stick
the next thing I know the old phone sex bag was sick

I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor
I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor

I stay at home on Thursday while she's watching me
I've learnt me Cockney rhyming slang of to a T
so when I go out Fridays I know what to say
I wish I was like Arthur and get my own way

I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor
I'm a plastic gangster they call me a crown an anchor

I could be so good for you love you
like you want me to phone sex
I could be so good for you
I'll be so good for you

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