Duku Man Skit

Yo, I'm like lately seeing like Many man-a coming up with funny little skanks and ting but When I'm on a skankin' ting, no lie I'm on a blankin' ting And if you feel my shit, I'm on a thankin' ting But if you bring a pretty girl around me I'm on a spankin' ting, it's no wankin' ting ai See me I'm on a stancin' ting, forever more I shall be the skankin' king So if you wanna come hotel, don't waste time Only get one chance, don't get nine Like cartels... ... bump 'n' grind I'm a man, you're a female And I hate when a chick make her bum look big on Facebook But they can't back their rows in up in detail Don't bring your pictures, don't know your emails Yo, I'm a hard worker but I'm not a grime MC So anytime I get a day off I like writing angry lyrics And my friends reminiscing about the days When we used to lick a lot of shots on the block And go to girls hostels (Aah!) Shank them then leave their best friend You're the shit to my shoe (Waste) Shoulda splashed on the floor in your mom's face Hey, if you're a duku man, you've gotta be stackin' up duku plans No fools round here, no lulus man You man are spooky, you do voodoo (You do voodoo?) What planet are you on you must be cuckoo I don't wanna put a thing in Fifi's hands Cause you're real definite and make it, go duku We're supposed to have rules, not lulus Never have I seen a man run that fast I'm surprised that he never done a poo poo (fart noise) I dunno dickhead beenie man's cousin ... more than a dozen I did ask Tulisa, and she told me that: ("I will never shag a man unless I love him! ") Zagaza, I wanna be fake ragamuffin How can you let a duku man like me make Two grown men like you start dussin' Never talk to their friends when they come and start duckin' You bein'a buggin', wanna talk shit behind my back When you see me start runnin' You bein' heavy like a ton full of bricks, N-Dubz got a bag full of hits You and your boys are back full of bricks, if we come to your party You know we're gonna leave with all of the chicks If you're a duku man, you've gotta be stackin' up duku plans No fools round here, no lulus man You man are spooky, you do voodoo (Dooks tell me...) What would you if you're in a club dancin' A man rollin' with his girlfriend on a satin And she starts givin' you the eye like it's a bang ting I know what I would do I ain't rampin' (Dooks) I would take her to the toilet, put her in a sink Give her willy, till the "bye den" wink Don't think I'm buyin' you a drink, you are not my girlfriend And that's enough of that, I don't care what you think When I die, don't bury me, burn me By the way things are goin', I might die early I hate MCs that get away with swag lines like: I'm a killer and no one can hurt me Yo When I die don't bury me, freeze me By the way things are goin' I might die easy I hate MCs that come out with dead lines like: I shoot crack and rhymes like Jeezy You ask if you think that I'm living in a dreamland You thinkin' that I play two notes, on a keyboard And come up with a song like ours Your mixtape stinks like a fart (fart noise) My album's a slot in the charts Half a million of my CDs got shift like hot cakes So could you please stop standin' in the west, when you can't even sell Two of them in an hour, we go cobunion I clunked you with a shank then done them I'm from a place called North West London I heard your mum's got bunions! Fam, what!