Lucky Cunt Tinie Tempah (Ft. Big Sean)

[Intro: Big Sean]
I do it, boii
I do it, Tinie
But all these bad bitches knew it
Its B-I-G man
Hey Tinie, we gotta let 'em know man
From D-Town and the Uk
We got a hundred pounds, a hundred thousand pounds, a hundred thousand million, to fuck shit up
I can probably buy your bitch nigga
Nigga fuck your bitch nigga

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Please don’t tell the bishop I’ve been sipping on some sizzurp
Got a dirty chick named Liz who use her tongue just like a lizard
I don’t even know the difference between Halloween and Christmas
I’m Jo Rowlings Harry Potter, I’ma motherfucking wizard, ha
Reporting to you live via satellite
Or in a sex tape with a girl who say she camera shy
Helen Bonham Carter, man, these bitches ain't acting right
You niggas dicks and pussies, hermaphrodites
Been partying for 4 weeks, hope them papers never saw me
Hundred thousand dollar whip but still nobody will ensure me
Having orgies and of course bitches tryna Jersey Shore me
I ain't leavin’ Las Vegas, you gon’ have to come deport me
Ha, rum-pum-pa-pum, we at the Bacardi table
A couple girls of live coke, we call em Charlie’s angels
December, January, February, March and April
Disturbing London baby, fuck them other nasty labels
Hickory, dickory I just had an epiphany
Why’d I call myself Tinie, if I keep thinking about bigamy
They put me in rehab, I’ma go jail for polygamy
Ding dong special delivery
This a moment in history