Mighty Jackie Grealish (nobber's gold)
(Written by Andreas Norlén)

Oi,...oi... Massive lad that innit? 
Thick as fuck, proper fit that lad 
Oi,...oi... innit…innit…

You’re our prince, our footie king,
Make us drool when you do your thing.
In them shorts, you own the fight,
Oi, Jackie lad - let us have a bite

Your thighs are thick, your face divine, (innit)
Massive calves, rule all space and time!
That hair, them muscles, huge D to fuck (ouff)
Even straight lads wanna have a fuck!

Oi, oi, oi, oi, innit, innit, innit.

Mighty Jackie Grealish, Jackie boy!
Your nobber's gold, you give us joy!
Jackie! Jackie! Score that goal
Your massive bum control us all!

Jackie, chav lad thick and bold
King of the game, your nobber's gold!
Jackie, Jackie Grealish king
We all drool, you do your thing!

Oi, oi, oi, oi, innit, innit, innit.

Dominant lad you’re proper tough
You score your goal, so fit and rough
We take a kneel, we kiss your feet.
Oi, Jackie lad, let us taste your meat!

Your thighs are thick, your face divine, (innit)
Massive calves, rule all space and time!
That hair, them muscles, huge D to suck (ouff)
Even straight lads wanna have a fuck!

Oi, oi, oi, oi, innit, innit, innit.

Mighty Jackie Grealish, Jackie boy!
Your nobber's gold, you give us joy!
Jackie! Jackie! Score that goal
Your massive bum control us all!

Jackie, chav lad thick and bold
King of the game, your nobber's gold!
Jackie, Jackie Grealish king
We all drool, you do your thing!


Oi,... innit…innit… innit…
Thick as fuck, proper fit that lad 
Oi,...oi... innit…innit…

Handsome, strong, a proper beast,  
With every score, the quickest feet
Every penalty, a freekick or two,  
Jackie lad, you always cum through! 
OI!

Your thighs are thick, your face divine, (innit)
Massive calves, rule all space and time! (innit, innit)
That hair, them muscles, huge D to suck (ouff)
Even straight lads wanna have a fuck!

Oi, oi, oi, oi, innit, innit, innit.

Mighty Jackie Grealish, Jackie boy!
Your nobber's gold, you give us joy!
Jackie! Jackie! Score that goal
Your massive bum control us all!

Jackie, chav lad thick and bold
King of the game, your nobber's gold!
Jackie, Jackie Grealish king
We all drool, you do your thing!

Jackie, chav lad thick and bold
King of the game, your nobber's gold!
Jackie, Jackie Grealish king
We all drool, you do your thing!

Mighty Jackie Grealish (nobber's gold) [V1]

Oi... Oi... Oi... Oi...

Oi... Bruv
Oi... Proper lad
Innit..., innit...

Oi, you all right, fam? Them sweatpants sittin’ proper drip, innit 
Mad.. tease, bruv.

Me? You’re one to talk, lad. That bulge of yours, fam —sweaty and ready, innit.

Haha, go on, then, bruv. Don't be shy lad. Gotta let a lad admire that. Proper chav meat, innit?

Swear, bruv, you make me want it bad. Them sweats don’t hide nuffin, innit’.
Big lad energy, proper hard and willin.

Feel that heat, bruv, go on—take it out, yeah?

“You ain’t ready, lad. Thick, hairy... built to burst. 

Balls sweaty from the grind, but I ain’t holding back.

Nah, gimme that, bruv. Your chav nob's lush, innit? 
Sits there all hard just beggin’ for it.”

Pull it down, lad. Me sweatpants ‘round me ankles.

Haha, all right, innit? Bruv, That’s mad lit chav energy.


Oi... Bruv, Oi... Proper lads, Innit..., innit...

Oi, bruv, ain’t no denying it—your print’s pushing hard 
like it wants to say hello. Them sweatpants are doing bits, fam.

You’re makin’ me buzz, swear on me mum. Been thinkin’ ‘bout your fit joggers for time, innit.

Bet you have, lad. Go on... gimme a proper feel, yeah? this—hard all over and proper loaded.

Got that chav drip, bruv—already leaking, innit. Give it a squeeze then, let me feel that thick can.

“yeah... thick in your hand, innit Them sweaty chav balls, proper weighty. innit
Bet yours’ll fill a lad’s mouth easy, bruv.

Only one way to find out, bruv. Get yer face close, yeah? ‘fore we start smashing... want you tasting every bit.

Oi... Bruv, Oi... Proper lads, Innit..., innit...

Oi, innit, get ‘em sweats off—want it bare, fam. Gonna work every inch of your chav nob, yeah.

Haha, lad, I ain’t stopping ‘til your drip’s painting me mug proper.

Get closer, bruv. Feel me tongue on that, yeah? Lickin’ all down, yer sweaty line—can taste you already.
Don’t stop, fam—Im about to pop, swear!

Them thick, warm loads, all over yer cheeks. Proper splashed, bruv!

Drenched, lad! F**kin’ lush, innit? no holds barred.

F**kin’ hell, bruv! You’re spilling out... Thick, hot streams all over yer cheeks. 

Mad lit that. Splashin’ like proper legends, innit.

Covered me proper, lad. Now for you—swear me nobs ready to burst. 
Gonna give you everything, yeah?

F**kin’ yes, bruv! Feel that rush—proper chav loads, dripping, both of us . 

Oi... Bruv, Oi... Proper lads, Innit..., innit...

Finished like kings, innit? 
Proper soaking, chav style. Lit that...Proper chav.


Oi Innit (Proper chav splash) [V1]

Oi innit (proper chav splash) [V2]

Oi, oi lads, bruvs, listen up yeah. This one’s for us, the proper chav lads. For the thickest, hardest, most proper chav lads, innit?  The kings of the estate, the dons of the trackie game. Lads with their caps cocked right, fresh trackies, them socks, fresh kicks, hoodies up, fam. We talkin’ pure unfiltered masculine energy, bruv. Big lads, thick vibes, strong drives, and trackies sittin’ just right, and nobs thick as cans innit. You ain’t just wearin’ the drip, fam: - you are the drip. A proper flex, every step, every look, every bead of sweat, innit, innit. This is your moment bruv, your pride, chav lads are untouchable. We’re bold, fire, cocky as hell, innit? Flexin’ that raw chav dominance. We don’t hold back, never shy, we’re full-on chav innit. When we step out, trackies clingin’ just right, the streets stop and stare. All eyes on us, bruv ‘cause we’re the ones who own it bruv. You know it, they know it, and deep down we all know: - the geeeezers are mad thirst for it, fam. - Aint nothing like chav lads innit. Trackies steamed up with sweat and love. Proper tight, proper real, proper lit, innit. You feel that, bruv? That’s the power of bein’ a chav lad, innit. Big nob energy don’t just mean what’s fillin’ your trackies, it’s the heat you bring, the drive, the way you make the world stop when you walk in. You’re graftin’ hard, flexin’ harder, and makin’ your mark everywhere you go. Chav lads don’t just live life, we dominate it, fam. But it ain’t just about how we look, Nah, it’s about what we bring to the lads around us. Chav lads, bruv, we’re a brotherhood. Thick loyalty, and even thicker nobs, innit? Always ready to back your bruv, to lift him up or fill him up - if hes thirsty for it innit. And yeah bruv let’s not pretend we don’t have it off. We talkin’ sweat drippin’ lips lockin’ vibes steamin’mad lit raw. Chav sexual bruv?  - too bloody right. Bruv sexual? - Always. We here for the lads innit, suckin ‘em off, showin’ the kinda loyalty only a proper chav can give. Chav lads, we´re bruv sexual and proud, innit? Always ready to show that loyalty the way only proper lads can. Suckin’ your bruv off, fillin’ his ass with that pure chav lad love, innit. It’s raw it’s steamy and it’s what keeps us tight. Lads we’re thick as cans and twice as tasty. With that drive that don’t quit. - makes us unstoppable! Every bead of sweat, every cheeky grin, every splosh of that chav drip, fam. We leave our mark everywhere. The world can’t ignore us, can’t forget us and sure as hell can’t match us. We’re the ones who run it, who own it, who stain every room with that thick, undeniable chav power, bruv. So get ready lads, this album’s for every lad who’s ever smashed it, owned it, wrecked it proper, innit? For the ones who’ve got the thickest nobs, the freshest drip and the boldest chav pride, innit. Get ready to step into the world of pure chav power, where the drip’s hot, the lads even hotter. Let this be your anthem, your flex, your proof that chav lads are the real deal. And every moment’s a flex for the lads innit. Stay thick, stay steaming, stay thirsty for it fam, and stay chav forever. 

CHAV LAD MANIFESTO PT1

(Written by Andreas Norlén)

Oi, bruv, you know what it is, innit?
Been ridin’ together thru thick and thin, innit?
From them cheeky smiles bruv to those almond eyes, lad
Can’t deny it, every moment, we’re lockin’ in, innit?

Oi, bruv, dat dark ash blond trim so tight,
Proper fresh fade, top messy, shinin’ light.
His eyes, bruv, like pools of stormy grey,
Playful yet deep, He´ll take your breath away.

They’re sharp, bruv, fit edges like a blade,
Eyes tellin’ secrets, no words ever made.
That cheeky smile, bruv, lip curves so sly, 
Got me thirsting’ bad, bruv, Can’t even deny. 

Almond eyes, bruv, got me feelin' bare,
Every glarnce He shoot bruv, I swear,
With every look, lad, feel the heat rise.
lost in his eyes, bruv, Im tellin no lies.

Almond eyes, bruv, can’t help but stare
Warmth in them eyes, cheeky with care,
Every look pulls me in, lad, hes so wise
Hes got me hooked, Im lost in his eyes, 

He got them Almond eyes, bruv
got them Almond eyes, lad, 
Almond eyes, bruv, his every glance
That irresistible charm, I'm in a trance.

Almond eyes, 
Almond eyes,
Almond eyes.

His nose, perfect straight lines, winnin’,
Angels sharp, like proper chav lad, innit.
Them cheekbones cuttin’ thru the mist,
A jaw so clean, bruv, impossible to resist.

Oi, every word he speaks pulls ya right in,
His lips, masculine but lush, they’re invitin’.
Them mews, bruv, soft yet strong, please,
Got me longin’, lovin’, beggin’, they tease.

Almond eyes, bruv, got me feelin' bare,
Every glarnce he shoots, bruv, I swear,
With every look, lad, feel the heat rise.
lost in his eyes, bruv, Im tellin no lies.

Almond eyes, bruv, can’t help but stare
Warmth in them eyes, cheeky with care,
Every look pulls me in, lad, hes so wise
Hes got me hooked, Im lost in his eyes, 

He got them Almond eyes, bruv
got them Almond eyes, lad, 
Almond eyes, bruv, his every glance
That irresistible charm, I'm in a trance.

Almond eyes, 
Almond eyes,
Almond eyes.

Oi, bruv, His brows, thick, dark blond, so fit,
Masculine arches, bruv, purfection, can’t quit.
Them lashes long, they got that chav spark,
Eyes grey like the skies lit just before dark.

Oi, them almond eyes, bruv, sharp yet sweet,
Charming smile, dimples, hearts skip a beat.
That body’s sculpted, perfect, clean an’ fit,
And that nob, bruv, dat swingin’, proper legit. 
innit

Almond eyes, bruv, got me feelin' bare,
Every glarnce he shoots, bruv, I swear,
With every look, lad, feel the heat rise.
lost in his eyes, bruv, Im tellin no lies.

Almond eyes, bruv, can’t help but stare
Warmth in them eyes, cheeky with care,
Every look pulls me in, lad, hes so wise
Hes got me hooked, Im lost in his eyes, 

He got them Almond eyes, bruv
got them Almond eyes, lad, 
Almond eyes, bruv, his every glance
That irresistible charm, I'm in a trance.

Almond eyes, 
Almond eyes,
Almond eyes.

Oi, bruv,
You know what we’ve got, innit?
It’s more than just banter, 
it’s that bruv on bruv bond, innit?

Chavsexual vibes, lad, 
got me feelin’ it deep.
Bromantic, bruv, ...you and me, 
Ain’t nothin’ stronger than that, innit?


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