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Clarence Cringe by The Bimbos Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

(Intro: Dylan Morrison)

Yeah,  I Tried to show em
Yeah 
Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

Out  here training with the skipping rope, Heggie scoffing down on a chiko roll

(Verse  1: Dylan Morrison)

Sup bruv, big man Heggie
Call  you fat man, Nagasaki
Call me Dylan, one man army
Start the cringe is over party
Mmmm what's that smell?
You  smell like a fucking shit stain hell
You better shit yourself when you hear that bell
Fuck you Heg, Josh and Jack Bel
Bitch wearing Nike
Out here tryna flex
The only thing that's flexing is your bed when you rest
If you jump from your weight to your IQ, you would be dead
Hear my name when you hear that bell
You fill with friggen' dread
(Chorus: Henry White)
You think you're the Red Necks
Clarence Cringe, you rude heads
You don't stand a damn chance
Bohdi Burch, on Noah Stan

(Verse 2: Henry White)
Josh Sommer
Send pics of us to all your Snapchat babes
'Cause you know that they won't answer back if they see your disgusting face
I don't think your forehead could even fit on the screen
How the fuck you're head so big but you act like the dumbest cunt i've seen

Oscar Brennan
More like Oscar Feminine
What's that mop you got on top you're head
Your mum should trim that shit instead
You think you're black but in fact
I think i'm blacker then you
And your so called cultural friends who are in that group with you
So go spend the night out in Yamba
And you can drive on your boat
But when you call up The Bimbos I hope you know...

(Verse 3: Henry White)
Oh, Jack's nose is huge
Those train tracks too
Oh, Jack's nose is huge
Those train tracks too
Oh, I bet that you can smell real far
That nose really caught me off guard
Minecraft villager, Squidward looking arse

(Verse 4: Noah Stanmore)
Yeah
This my disstrack for the half black
Bitch-ass who going to get clapped

You say you're going to knock me out with one punch
But when I hit you there is going to be a mad crunch
Of bones breaking, ground shaking
Gonna eat your mum out until she's aching
Bro, you got nothing on me
Your just a dude who works at KFC
Huh, think i'm scared of you
When I get in that ring i'm coming for you
Bro, you ain't ready for this
Better hope you don't hit the canvas
My gloves are full of lead
Imma hit you 'til you're dead
You claim that you're the best
But this is my fight, my time
Stanmore army come and rise
It's time to take what's truly mine
(Chorus: Henry White)
You think you're the Red Necks
Clarence Cringe, you rude heads
You don't stand a damn chance
Bohdi Burch, on Noah Stan