Wifey Riddim Tinie Tempah

[Intro: Tinie Tempah]
Yeahhh... yeah, this one is for you's lot, init, uh
Hold tight all the wifeys
Hold tight all the females that stuck by their man
Through thick and thin
You know we ain't always our best, init
And I know you had to put up with a lot of shit, d'ya know what I mean?
Hold tight Flukes on productions
Yeah, alright, lemme tell you ‘bout someone real special
Ay! Listen, yeah...

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
You ring me often, nightly
At precisely nine tight
Nigga, never off
But you were one time like 10 o'clock
But that's life, B
And you are my wifey
You look right with your hair to the side
Blue jeans, nice shoes and a yellow top
Likes tunes from bashment to mellow rock
You're a real chick
That's why I moved to you real quick
This is the real shit
I'mma settle with a real chick
Anytime you call, I'll be there quicker than Dorothy's heels click
Look, 'cause you make me feel shit
I've never felt in my life
If ever I see my life
I'd wish forever you'd be my wife
'Cause girl whatever you'd be I'll like
And I mean anything
I plan to give you many rings
Look and I don't mean phonecalls
I mean any bling
Anything you want, I'll try and make it possible
'Cause I got fame and fans
But without you, it's like I lost it all
Your sexy Jamaican roots
Make you cook that hot
And not just only that 'cause
Your South American side brings out your backoff
And I would advise those other guys to back off
'Cause you'll be pissed when I can't have a hold of the backoff
Or take them tits to a tax off
Your chick's like a Porsche, she can wax off
Look, she's rideable
But my chick has wax neons and tints
She's brideable
I'm getting sick of making love tunes to make love to
So I'm gonna do this one more tune and send it out to the thugs, too
It's for the wives