Main Road Lyrics

Song Details: Main Road Song is sung by Digga D. The song is from the album Noughty by Nature.

Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro]
Nah
([?])
Yo

[Chorus]
Sideroad (Sideroad)
High road (High road)
Back road (Back road)
Main road (Yeah)
Frontline where we bored up ****
Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah)
My estate’s is the best place
No camera, cheffed it up and bust case
Shout, “Luga Vellz, the amni smells, the amni smells”
We got ’em down, we got ’em down
Sideroad (Sideroad)
High road (High road)
Back road (Back road)
Main road (Yeah)
Frontline where we bored up ****
Hundred more placеs and I can say loads (Yeah, yeah)
My estatе’s is the best place
No camera, cheffed it up and bust case
Shout, “Luga Vellz, the amni smells, the amni smells”
We got ’em down, we got ’em down
[Verse 1]
The feds had me livin’ in fear
The reason I ain’t chinged suttin’ in over a year (Yeah, yeah)
Took a train from Paddington, grub, had bare
I just seen to pussy hole jakes tryna stare
Cheesed that grub, clutch that gear
They won’t let man go if this shit goes pier (Nope)
My circle small, just run us a square, and we broke that package with care (Yeah, yeah)
I can’t relax in this condition (Nope)
With all this flakin’ hair, the butter I got come lookin’ like [Shairon?]
Country the faster borough, I ain’t swingin’ no punch, I’m swingin’ my spear (Yeah, yeah)
Not revealin’ my nank ’til I get up there (Ayy, captain)
But he turned to a dasher, oh there?
I swing my splasher and ruin the clothes that you wear (Ching, ching)
He came ’round wavin’ his fryer in the air, we’re beefin’
Chickens, that’s right, I’ll fillet it (Huh? Huh?)
It’ll still get chingy right there
Load a 9 piece, gold didn’t come from Claire, online [?]
[?] for twenty, it’s ride, I don’t know who they think that they fuckin’ scare (Hahaha)
A Harlesden Mali run-up, his skin got tan up, that’s why they hate this Jareer (Bop-bop)

[Chorus]
Sideroad (Sideroad)
High road (High road)
Back road (Back road)
Main road (Yeah)
Frontline where we bored up ****
Hundred more places, I can say loads (Yeah, yeah)
My estate’s is the best place
No camera, cheffed it up and bust case
Shout, “Luga Vellz, the amni smells, the amni smells”
We got ’em down, we got ’em down
Sideroad (Sideroad)
High road (High road)
Back road (Back road)
Main road (Yeah)
Frontline where we bored up ****
Hundred more places and I can say loads (Yeah, yeah)
My estate’s is the best place
No camera, cheffed it up and bust case
Shout, “Luga Vellz, the amni smells, the amni smells”
We got ’em down, we got ’em down
[Verse 2]
Say the word, I’ll kill him **** can’t run, he ain’t no spring chicken
‘Course he can run ‘bruv, who am I kiddin’? (Hahaha)
Screamin’, “Water,” ‘course he got less spillin’ (Yep)
Hand the hand ting, or the teeth get less fillin’ (Woi, woi, woi)
No more tea that he’s grinnin’, six gold teeth, fling them out and grill him
Get the address and pull up where he’s billin’ (Grr, grr)
I’m Digga on road, love puttin’ in work
I’m drillin’ just soakin’, I was just spinnin’ (Ayy, spin that)
Hopped out the trap with my trousers up, had my arms in Amiri swingin’ (Wagwan, what’s up?)
They said I can’t come to the club with the fizzy
You know I still brought my ting in
They like, “How you get so much women? You’re winnin’ retired”
Come and take this rhythm, it’s all for the money
Amelia, not bein’ funny, but, don’t get greedier (Huh?)
Keep runnin’ your mouth, get cheekier
I told man rip out your cheek, now it’s free me up (Yeah, yeah)
He don’t drill in the field, he drills online (Why?)
He thinks that it’s easier
He’s bein’ vocal on the social, I heard that song and it couldn’t get meadier

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