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Pervy Lucas 1 by Lachy

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Pervy Lucas 1 by Lachy - UK Drill,male vocals music cover art

Pervy Lucas 1

UK Drill,male vocals

0:002:03
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Yo, it's mad out here, bruv
Lucas? Nah, man’s a menace
(Pervy behavior? Nah, not round here…)
Listen—
[Verse 1]
Fat boy Lucas, greasy tracksuit, always lurkin’
Sniffin' round town like a fox that's searchin’
In Greggs too long, got banned for flirtin’
DMs wild, bare cringe, man’s hurtin’
Ey, big belly, stain on the tee (ew)
Winks at the girls, they just flee (run!)
Snapchat streaks to girls who sixteen—
Man’s on watchlists, lowkey creep scene
Postin’ memes, but he ain’t that funny
Drippin' sweat just askin' for honey
“Babe, u up?” – it's noon, you dummy
Whole room smellin' like bin and curry
[Chorus]
Pervy Lucas, back on road (nah)
Hide your auntie, lock that door
Wears them Crocs with the toes all showin’
Big man Lucas got no decorum
Oi, Pervy Lucas, step out the bits
Lookin’ like Santa but way more sick
He don’t drill, don’t bang, don’t pitch
But still on road with a selfie stick (ugh)
[Verse 2]
Lucas think he’s still 21
Balding crown and a vape in hand
Man moves mad with a Facebook tan
"Come to mine?" – nah, you can’t!
Pants too low, crack on display
Whistles loud from across the way
Catcalled mumsy the other day
Now he’s banned from the bus café
Big talk, zero rep
Still on the block with a Monster can
Wears that coat in 30 degrees
And still tryna flex like a wasteman
[Chorus]
Pervy Lucas, back on road (back again)
Hide your cousin, pad that code
Tried chat up Siri, got ignored
Man’s too thirsty, even bots said “no”
Oi, Pervy Lucas, stay at home
No one needs that “dad joke” tone
He ain’t gang, he just alone
Still tryna slide in voice note moans (nah fam…)
[Outro]
Moral of the ting: Don’t be like Luke
No game, no drip, just pure rebuke
If you see man lurkin', just mute
And call up feds, let them compute
(Pervy Lucas... it's curtains.)