Mr. Scruff is the recording name of Andy Carthy (born in 10 February 1972 i… Read Full Bio ↴Mr. Scruff is the recording name of Andy Carthy (born in 10 February 1972 in Macclesfield, Cheshire, England), a British DJ and artist. He lives in Stockport, Greater Manchester, and studied fine art at the Psalter Lane campus of Sheffield Hallam University. Before he could make a living from his music alone, he worked as a shelf-stacker in the Burton Road branch of Kwik Save.

His DJ name was inspired by his scruffy facial hair, as well as his trademark loose-lined drawing style. He has been DJing since 1994, at first in and around Manchester then nationwide. He is known for DJing in marathon sets (often exceeding six hours), his eclectic musical taste, his love of a "nice cup of tea" and the quirky home-produced visuals and animations associated with his music. In an interview he said: "It’s about putting a lot of effort in and paying attention to detail. I get annoyed if I don’t take risks. I’m very hard on myself."

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Feel It!
Mr. Scruff Lyrics

Feeling good like you knew you would
(Feel it)
If it's all night it's alright baby
Keep in mind the more you party the more we party
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As good to you as it is for you
Releasing that pressure
They look up to me I'm a young OG
Pull up on yo block issa movie scene
Riding wit that Mac s/o Dre

Champagne getting popped in this limousine
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In this parking lot we smoke gasoline
Make that booty bounce like a trampoline
She gone make it Shake like a tambourine
Like the grocery store we got magazines
Active and Attractive I'm the CEO
She fine like wine Pinot Gorgio
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You couldn't step to me on yo tippy toes
My niggas masked up Rey mysterio
Need that bankroll we got rubber bands
831 legend fuck them other brands
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I got a bad bitch from the motherlands
Ya nigga not a pimp put it in my hands
Donny ditch bitches that be late on rent
He told his nurse ride his dick with some confidence
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Free all my niggas that was pulling skits
Me and money go together we like juice and gin
Sexual
Trynna press a momma that's accessible
You brought 5 bitches and all 5 was terrible
Rocking oyster perpetual diamonds they credible
Sleep walking to the money and the feeling is incredible
The flyest nigga breathing doctor feathery
Made a mess of myself I'm so cheddar
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4 kids 1 whip and her pussy damp
But I don't want the yams where's the food stamps
I'm the coach star player and the MVP
Just won a scoring title with the triple beam
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You thinking she in love guess you stupid bro
She's an Indian thot just Navajo
Huh
In this parking lot we smoke gasoline
Make that booty bounce like a trampoline
(Feel it)
She gone make it Shake like a tambourine
Like the grocery store we got magazines
In this parking lot we smoke gasoline
Make that booty bounce like a trampoline
(Feel it)
She gone make it Shake like a tambourine
Like the grocery store we got magazines
(Feel it)
(Feel it)

Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Written by: Harvey Todd, John Johnson, Tarrence Albritton

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