Bad Boy Limp - Goldie Lookin Chain

If you wanna make money then you’ve gotta think fast

Phone claims direct cos there’s a nail in yer arse

Its very simple this is one step of two

First hurt yourself, then claim you wanna sue

Venereal gash, or is it just whiplash?

Call it what you want, just get the fukkin cash

Cash or cheque, trip or fall

You gets over a grand if you rip off yer balls

Can I get a witness?

You got a cut or a bruise

Now yer talking business

Oh son put yer face in the fire

If you loose both eyes then the price goes higher

I went to the doctors cos I felt funny, now claims direct, they’re giving me

money

Pick up the phone, the number is free, remember kids

No win no fee!

Ring now, no win no fee

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Ring now, its money for free

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

The bad boy limp is tellin', you know what type of shit I’m selling

I walks funny and I gets respect, my limps paid for by claims direct

Cut off two toes and got gangrene, now I walks with a gangster lean

I did it in work, no win no fee, I got four grand and shpmobilityyyy

Shopmobility shop shopmoblilty

Shopmobility shop shopmoblilty

Shopmobility shop shopmoblilty

Shopmobility shop shopmoblilty

Ring now, no win no fee

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Ring now, its money for free

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

I wears a stone in the sole of my shoe

It makes me walk proper when im hanging with my crew

What do I mean?

I’ll try to explain

Being fukkin razz means you gotta take some pain

Like I said, I wears a stone, other techniques have been used that are known

I used a marble, it made me walk funny

Like Jeremy Beadle’s hand giving me money

For a prize that I won on a show, for having a bad boy limp and smoking blow

Put on your trainer, feel the Hi-Tec glow, insert a two inch nail into the foot

below

The bad boy, the bad boy limp

A little bit of gravel makes you walk like a pimp

The bad boy, the bad boy limp

The harder you look the more you walks like a gimp

Ring now, no win no fee

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Ring now, its money for free

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Yer bird checks me when yer havin a drink, I got ten fags and a bad boy limp

If you wanna start, clart, give it a go

S’like Heather Mills giving McCartney a (blank)

Not working now cos im on the sick, my bad boy limp sorts the benefits

I lurch round town with my mates at an angle, Leisurewear, bling-bling,

fukkin jingle jangle

You knows im safe, so check my stance, walking around Argos like I shat my pants

Ah, tick-tock we don’t stop, I limp like a leper when I go down the shop

A Ginsters pasty, a can of panda pop, then its off down the council cos my

benefits stopped

Injury- it’s the name of the game, fuckin up yer body for the Goldie Lookin

Chain

One toe is six weeks, one leg is a year, do a Vincent Van Gogh, get more money

for beer

Ring now, no win no fee

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Ring now, its money for free

Its gotta be true cos its on the TV

Forget the bones that your breaking, think about the cash your making

Forget the bones that your breaking, think about the cash your making

Forget the bones that your breaking, think about the cash your making

Forget about the bones your breaking, think about the cash your making