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Look At Me

Tinie Tempah, Giggs
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Tell 'em that I run shit Baby, show your good side Send the boy a titty and a bum pic Splittin' all the crumbs with my mum's kids Promise I'mma get 'em out of Plumstead You a sucker nigga, what? Blowin' hella trees for the squad You can't buy this steez in the shop Pagans don't believe in the gods 'til it's judgement Way up, lookin' like I'm on a substance Got me like woo She just look at me I can make that pussy get emotional They just look at me Cause they know that nigga really local Vocal, nigga really vocal She wanna sniff and get her nose full I wanna hit 'em with the hard shit I wanna strip a little Pro Tool Phone call, got a little phone call Yeah, nigga got a little phone call Said that she been waiting up for hours And if you don't get your pussy, it's your own fault Own fault, nigga, that's a whole sport Yeah, little nigga, that's a whole sport Man are playing no games here Niggas ain't on no talk Let me try and calculate it Better get the calculators Scales in a plastic bag Nigga, that's the apparatus Nigga think he calculated Nigga 'bout to matinee it Black boys, make you think that Bashy made it Look at me Nigga, just look at me, look at me Picture me You can see the crookedest crook in me Just got this zoot on me In the kitchen and I'm cooking up crookedly Niggas talking 'bout ghost Wait, did a nigga just whoopie me? Why they gotta pretend they can do it like that? That's what I've been tryna tell them, bro There's no manners these days Uh, jog food Yeah, uh Dark skin and she light brown She wanna do it with the lights down I tell a stripper, tell her lie down I said this shit will never die down Hustle on the streets to get the right pound I just call you, take an Uber, make you fly down Niggas tryna test a nigga if a nigga changed Over Finch, Blackpool, this shit the nigga raised Hope you niggas entertained Tell 'em 'bout my first and my second name Tell 'em 'bout my world records, set the record straight In the car, bumpin' Mase with some pepper spray No days off, even on my wedding day For that spot, darg, I even seen the leopard chain I'mma let you have it when I'm done with it And that's gonna be in never, mate Tell 'em that a legend never dies, legends never age I was in the club, you was still drinking lemonade I was here doing studio when it never paid I was out buying Yeezys, they were selling J's Now look at me I bet you can't even look at me Go on, gwan with your pooperie Ayo, rudeboy, pass me the hookah, please Look at me Nigga, just look at me, look at me Picture me You can see the crookedest crook in me Just got this zoot on me In the kitchen and I'm cooking up crookedly Niggas talking 'bout ghost Wait, did a nigga just whoopie me?