[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show out
And we can roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it's funny how
They didn't get it then, so they won't now
Yeah 'cause they don't know us
They can't say what they say
Don't give a thought
Don't need them anyway
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
Sittin' on the throne with a 'fro
Chillin' with a prince at the BAFTA's
Gold all over the globe
Anytime I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Headside, kill 'em when they know
Didn't wanna, now they wanna know
Baby said, "Shh, you can hit it on the low"
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
Yeah, I'm the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I don't holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
They might think, they don't know
Let 'em talk ish, promo
'Cause we don't really care 'bout nothin'
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show out
And we can roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it's funny how
They didn't get it then, so they won't now
Yeah 'cause they don't know us
They can't say what they say
Don't give a thought
Don't need them anyway
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
Sittin' on the throne with a 'fro
Chillin' with a prince at the BAFTA's
Gold all over the globe
Anytime I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Headside, kill 'em when they know
Didn't wanna, now they wanna know
Baby said, "Shh, you can hit it on the low"
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
Yeah, I'm the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I don't holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
They might think, they don't know
Let 'em talk ish, promo
'Cause we don't really care 'bout nothin'
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