
All You Tinie Tempah (Ft. G FrSH & Wretch 32)
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[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Uh, it's how I'm feeling
Messing with the vibe, fucking with the mood
I got the paper and the baccy and a lighter too
Never seen a pair of these Nike shoes
And she says she's scared of heights, but she likes the view
Ooh, tell me this is all you
Ooh, tell me this is all you
Say the legend and the myth is all true
Tell me this is all you, ooh
[?] getting 80 for a medley
I've got eyes way bigger than the belly
Try so hard, give a celebrity a semi
Stars in their eyes, Matthew Kelly
Yeah, by any means necessary
I'm elite, I'mma leave enemies dead and buried
Down the beach, Tenerife, got my Jeep in a ferry
I was famous in my college, and a G in secondary
Getting workloads
Yeah, I hustled down a workload
Grind house, Kurt Russell on a dirt road
In the kitchen scraping resin off of burnt toast
If Mum'd ever catch me raving in my church clothes
Had me rocking bargains and sales
Now it's Tom Ford and Prada and Karl Legerfeld
Tell 'em bonjour, ça va and au revoir as well
They gon' smile when you win and they gon' laugh when you fail, nigga
Uh, it's how I'm feeling
Messing with the vibe, fucking with the mood
I got the paper and the baccy and a lighter too
Never seen a pair of these Nike shoes
And she says she's scared of heights, but she likes the view
Ooh, tell me this is all you
Ooh, tell me this is all you
Say the legend and the myth is all true
Tell me this is all you, ooh
[?] getting 80 for a medley
I've got eyes way bigger than the belly
Try so hard, give a celebrity a semi
Stars in their eyes, Matthew Kelly
Yeah, by any means necessary
I'm elite, I'mma leave enemies dead and buried
Down the beach, Tenerife, got my Jeep in a ferry
I was famous in my college, and a G in secondary
Getting workloads
Yeah, I hustled down a workload
Grind house, Kurt Russell on a dirt road
In the kitchen scraping resin off of burnt toast
If Mum'd ever catch me raving in my church clothes
Had me rocking bargains and sales
Now it's Tom Ford and Prada and Karl Legerfeld
Tell 'em bonjour, ça va and au revoir as well
They gon' smile when you win and they gon' laugh when you fail, nigga
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