'Cos I'm a Chav

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look at my tracksuit,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look and at my trainers,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Check out my bling,

And I can tell the time.

 

Ye bruv, I’m real bad a*s!

Look at my tracksuit,

It’s got lots of poppers,

Bought by my mother,

Watch out for coppers,

Here comes the filth,

Any of you got any records,

You better run and split,

Man look at my bling,

It’s nice and shiny,

Look I can tell the time,

Man that’s tidy.

 

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look at my tracksuit,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look and at my trainers,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Check out my bling,

‘Cos I can tell the time.

 

 

S**t man it’s nine o’clock,

See you blud I gotta be off,

Yeah I walk home on my own,

I even cross the street when my mummy says so,

Yeah I like hanging on street corners,

Sitting on my BMX, look it’s got a cup holder,

Pow, pow, pow I shoot you with my imaginary gun,

That’s how I roll man,

That’s how I have fun,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

 

 

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look at my tracksuit,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Look and at my trainers,

‘Cos I’m a chav,

Check out my bling,

‘Cos I can tell the time.

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