Tinie Tempah – Lightwork (Youth Album)

It’s a madness, you get involved?
Rockin’ white gold, pink gold and the yellow
Uh, gettin’ wasted at my rap party
Yo, yo
Nah , [?], you see it?
Been round the world, doing jet, Steve Angelo
[Verse 1]
Good yes akhi, yes akhi
Got a wicked white ting like a money ranger
Uh, she look good but sound amazin’
She like the fact that I’m hard workin’
Word to Dizzee man, I used to wanna rock Ecko
Another one, it’s another dubplate special
Where my dawgs out? Where my Alsatians?
Love AJ, but I can’t stand Armani
I coulda shagged Don and shoulda shagged Carley
[Chorus]
Uh, got a BET and I ain’t never done cypher
Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
Lightwork You see the hits?
Uh, now these haters wanna jump ship
Drop the beat then she might twerk
Passin’ out like LeBron, ain’t [?]
You see the hits? Lightwork
We gettin’ million skank tings
Tried to bury me alive but they can’t murk him
I just got a number one, then she start twerkin’
Yo
You see the hits? Lightwork
Uh, bustin’ Dom P with Little Clive
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, we made love but I never wifed her
I’m gettin’ paid, me and Mitch like Mekhi Pfeiffer
See the crib, kept the shit so art decor
I just do it for the kids like Michelle Pfeiffer
[Verse 2]
You see the hits? Lightwork
I got broads in Atlanta that are by design
Drop the beat then she might twerk
Get a Visa, I ain’t never been to Faliraki
Flickin’ on my Periscope, like hi, hater

What you saying, love and peace yeah?
I got a zebra in my house and an antelope

Feel like Beckham, Lamborghini and black [?] (Skrr)

Love and peace
Yeah, black boys gettin’ white paper
That’s lots of filters and foundation
I make ’em feel so good that she can’t say no
Got 10 gold chains, I’m the Shabba Rank kid

Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
From the underground, now we in the skyscraper
[Chorus]
No more pics with niggas we don’t really fuck with
Lightwork You see the hits?
I’m gettin’ paid, like when Chris left Billy Piper
I just do it for the kids, like Michelle Pfeiffer

Comin’ from the southside where the slang ghetto
Mi nah pick up
Uh, she wear the cape, tastin’ calamari
Been defence, but I’m never on a camp ting
Fur coat ’cause 101 Dalmatians
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
I told the pigs that they can’t search him
Straight, hear mi nah
[Intro]
You see the ting that ah gwarn
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
Pecknarm yeah?
Lightwork You see the hits?
Hatin’ on us ’cause we young rich
No more pussy niggas we don’t really fuck with
You see the hits? Lightwork
Venice at the weekend with my black Barbie
You ain’t gotta watch Christ, see these rappers actin’
[Post-Chorus]

Tinie Tempah – Chasing Flies (feat. Nea) (Youth Album)

Show you that I’m never on a long ting
Aye, we don’t hurry
Try’n see if you’re down girl
Girl you don’t know me lately
We don’t hurry
You’re so real, you’re so real, you’re so real
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry

You ain’t taking amneesin’
Why are you so amazing?
Keep you in the wave
Chasin’ flies
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We ain’t worry we just wait and hide
We ain’t worry we just wait and hide
[Chorus: Nea]
I don’t wanna say bye-bye (Bye, bye, bye)
Yeah yeah
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We don’t hurry we got all this time
Yo, this our time and we ain’t rushing
We don’t hurry
Know you’re down for that G-shit
We ain’t worried we just wait and hide
We don’t hurry we got all this time
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We don’t hurry
Aye, we don’t hurry
Just put on my favorite song
Show you that I’m never on a long ting
And I give you anything you’re wanting
May play some grime
Skip an Uber we could take the underground we could waste some time
You know I love it when you wake up high
Now you’re acting shady
Yeah, roll a lil’ some’, smoke a lil’ some’
Falling down on your knees, quick
And I give you anything you’re wanting
[Chorus: Nea]
I used to be your best friend
[Chorus: Nea]
Just put on my favorite song
For no reason
You was all in some deep shit
Why am I so wavy?
You’re the main number in my phone bill (My phone bill)
Feeling’ like I’m in the sky-y-y (Sky, sky, sky)

Thought your girl for that freak
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
Girl, this our time and we ain’t rushing no
You’ve got me in another state of mind
[Bridge: Tinie Tempah & Nea]
Chasin’ flies
That was part of my weakness
Pretty ‘jay’s fly in the twilight
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
You’re down girl and I mean it
What’s up with your iPhone?
I was all in some deep house
You know I’d rather chose faith than the money and the fame combined
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry
Aye, we don’t hurry
I love the way you’re so chill (You’re so chill)
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
I love the way you know the deal (You know the deal, yeah)

We don’t hurry we got all this time
Chasin’ flies

Just put on my favorite song
We don’t hurry
Do you wanna ride, ride, ride, ride

We ain’t spoke up lately

Tinie Tempah – Mamacita (feat. Wizkid) (Youth Album)

You’re super wavy, baby
I like your style
I like your style
And I really wanna be in your company

But tonight let’s live on and enjoy life
Yeah and haters gettin’ dissed like smiley with a kiss like
You know I liked you back in ’08, ’09
Hey, mamacita
I like your style
Come, let’s get more familiar
With you I wanna live a good life
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Come, let’s get more familiar
You take a selfie, girl, you’re so vein, don’t lie
Come, let’s get more familiar
Keep it a hundred in the fast lane, so high
It’s not my lady, but it’s okay, I know why
Any way you want, any way you like
You know I love it, baby, no way, oh my
Say she goin’ in, say she wanna vibe
Yeah, yeah mamacita!

Any good thing comin’ is gon’ come to me
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Yeah you give me some
And I really wanna be in your company
Hey, mamacita
When you come through, you make me feel nice
My girl, in the dark you’re my sunlight
I like your style
Yeah, yeah mamacita!
Hotter than 81 degrees

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mamacita)

I used to bus it, baby, no train, no sky
And again, twenty and zero, undefeated
Trippin’, this is it life, now I’m singin’ this like
Ready when you’re ready, got the Remy on the side
My mum complainin’ but it’s okay, it’s your time
Baby, you’re my cup of tea

I like your style
And haters gonna diss like Drizzy, like Chris like
I like your style
Girl I wanna meet you in my next life
Love me, lady, yeah, oh I
Like Amber Rose without the foreplay, four fives
I like your style
Coco Cubano in your Dolce, all lies
Protecfully, my baby
You only make it if you grow free, don’t die
If we have kids, what would it be like?
I like your style
Hey, mamacita
Remember startin’ up my own wave, won’t lie
Now when you bus it baby throw shade on those guys
I like your style
‘Cause I’m on the road my whole life (Mamacita)
You used to call me on my house phone, late night
Yeah she shines so bright like the daylight
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
The batty so big, my squad don’t believe it
We gettin’ money, baby, no shame, hold tight
Hey, mamacita
When I pop, pop in your dungarees
I like your style
Oh, mamacita
You know I like the way you rotate, close thighs
Dirty pictures on the ‘Gram, save some for me
I like your style
When she come it don’t stop like a red light
Scrollin’ through your pics like, got me singin’ this like
Oh, mamacita
‘Cause the whole industry is tryna come for me
Oh, mamacita
I like your style
Yeah, none of them girls got nothin’ on your steez
I like your style
Love me, lady, yeah, oh I
For you, I don’t want the street life

Come, let’s get more familiar
We grew up learning things the hard way, close ties
I like your style
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Oh, mamacita
I like your style
Baby, you’re my cup of tea
I like your style

Tinie Tempah – Text From Your Ex (feat. Tinashe) (Youth Album)

All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I got a
Then I got a text from your ex
And you were supposed to love me
You know I got a rep to protect
Gotta love you long time, but you was a ten
No, never gettin’ vexed when you’re wet
She said to look through your texts, boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Brandy or Moësha
And she was telling me where you were, last night
You were having sex with your ex-girl
I got a text from your ex, boy
And now I’m looking for my next boy
And now I’m looking for my next boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Peace in east, LA gettin’ lean with Dee (I got a)
Hanging ’round those bougie ants
Came out when you put me on the sofa
You get high, and you testify
You know I always flex on my ex
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
And now I’m looking for my next boy
Nowadays everybody want a piece of me
Used to check the Tinie man for the DVD
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
Ah, there you go, gettin’ lose again, but ya
Who you are, from who’s your friends, I’ve got
I got a text from your ex, boy
Space for you, and two in the Benz
I can’t believe you’ve done this
And she was telling me where you were, last night
After referendums
Got girls, so you’re usin’ them
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Yeah, one text from my ex
But now me in amnesia
You were having sex with your ex-girl
And she was telling me where you were, last night
I told you I take no shit
You were having sex with your ex-girl
That’s why I look to seas and the seeker reef
On stand by, all at a time
But you’re gettin’ high, gotta lose the chance
I got a
She said to look through your texts, boy
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Life ain’t is what seems to be
I don’t know why you moved to mess
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Yeah, I’ve still got that visa
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
Notorious, south, west and east, yo (I got a)
I got a
She said to look through your texts, boy
I got a text from your ex, boy
I know you wanna get my respect (I got a)
He and I reminisce sometimes
Try win, but you lose again, and ya (I got a)
On stand by, three sixty five
My DJ bring his decks on the jet
I don’t why you moved to mess
Ain’t no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Who’s that girl? You let me lie
You get high and you testify
Point you tryna prove again?
You know I never let it get to my head (I got a)
Tryna work it out what it means to me

Tinie Tempah – Cameras (feat. David Stewart) (Youth Album)

I know you won’t, yeah
Tried to help with your career , went out your ear and through your nose
That’s just rumours

Baby, they all for you
[Chorus: David Stewart]
You like it, yeah, I know you love that shit
I don’t need no flashing to know you’re a star, babe, oh
They all for you, oh
You claim you treat me different but I know you don’t
Used to say I move too flakey, I was in the studio
Change your imperfections but perfection has no guarantee
I know you won’t
Cameras flashing, oh, hey
Baby, they all for you
You ain’t even think what you gon’ look like when you 70
You say you will, yeah
I don’t need no flashing to know you’re a star, babe, oh

Cameras flashing
You say lately you just feel like you been on the Truman show
When you say I’m makin’ bands in Milan, watchin’ Edward Scissor-
Take you out for dinner, you say feelings is your recipe
Wishin’ on a star, faded underneath the canopy
And they all for you, all for you
Cameras flashing, oh, hey
A* student, how you turn into the baddest B?
I knew it, you say everybody do it
When I said I just made a banger with Labrinth
‘Cause when you walk in the room, it’s obvious who you are, oh yeah
‘Cause everyone that knew you, like that
[Chorus: David Stewart]
They all for you, oh
Cameras flashing, oh, hey
On your blog, baby, what’s your plan’s labryinth
Woo, babe, I never had a clue
(Flashing) I know I drive you crazy
You like it but you ain’t a groupie though
Playin’ Darkside of the moon, yeah
Say you summer European, Monaco

(Cameras) You love that Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Baby, they all for you
I know you won’t, yeah
I know you won’t, yeah
Cameras flashing, oh, hey
‘Cause when you walk in the room, it’s obvious who you are, oh yeah
And they all for you
I know you won’t, yeah
Yeah, more photogenic than we’ll ever be
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
Uh, your mama just take down her Majesty
Club promoters in your DMs, tell me how you got that shit
And they all for you, all for you
They all for you, oh
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
(Flashing) You love that Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
[Chorus: David Stewart]
Yeah, you always say you listen but I know you won’t
Hands, I didn’t get it then but now, I understand, yeah
You say you need to get this dough up
Sure I see your mama but that shit don’t seem heredity

What’s up, baby? Hold up
If it’s true, let ’em do it, girl
Drive through Warwick Avenue, high on fumes
Cameras flashing
Used to say I’m comin’ over, Dominos straight to your crib
Baby, they all for you
(Cameras) I know you like me, baby

Tinie Tempah – If You Know (feat. Tiggs Da Author) (Youth Album)

Doin’ all the same deeds
All the same fiends

Pick a draw up from the station
My dover’s so, so Italian
Them haters think I’m handsome
You niggas can’t see me like Mewtwo
Yo, yo, it’s all gold medallion
You might end up on Snapchat tryna backtrack
Lets get’ rich and this ain’t beef, yeah, yeah
I just tour and hit the basement
I ain’t pushin’ no mixtape, it’s done jack shit
I say, we no say no names, if you know, then you know
Yeah, we all the same breed
I swear we goin’ viral
I used to give a fuck, now any pricks can say their peace
Used to run around with them hoes you must know
We no say no names, if you know, then you know
Know these niggas out stealin’ shit
You know it don’t sound like new new
Rollin’ with my G’s, screamin’ fuck how you feel
You know that pussy ain’t free
Came up with all the same, always trained
Champagne from Fortnum & Mason
Yeah, nigga, it’s all over zaphy
And niggas too fugazy
I think I might slide out to my hideout, where it’s 58 degrees
If you know, then you know
Yo, spillin’ juice, I’m wavey
Fuck, baby, more ones than Michael Jackson
I drove my Italian
I’m always in the dealership
If you know, then you know
DL, the realest clique
I bet your daughter wanna marry me
Yeah, all the same steeze

If you know, then you know
G63, bitch, play it to the BlueTooth
Professor in the laboratory
If you know, then you know
We ain’t feelin’ your sound
Always on some illest shit
Smellin’ good, feelin’ ripped
I’m tryna come on Valerie
Rollin’ with my G’s, screamin’ fuck how you feel
I say, we no say no names, if you know, then you know
You hate the fact I’m known on fashion
I knew them boys were paigons
Flexin’ like we used to, ayy
We no say no names, if you know, then you know
Always burnin’ calories
When I zip from A to B
Now I mess with bitches that I don’t even know
I like the way she whine to house
Yeah, so wavey, I should be on TIDAL
You niggas ain’t behavin’
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
I’m a fuckin’ freak of nature
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Mind out who you dealin’ with
Now I mess with bitches that I don’t even know
When I saw their interactions
I got millis comin’ andelé
I say, we no say no names, if you know, then you know
And my niggas got drama for a pussy
I say, we no say no names, if you know, then you know
When you see the lazerbeam
If you know, then you know
Told my nigga we all the same, all the same
Them boys is under pressure
All my niggas interested, in some next shit
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
Imhotep, the realest clique
All the same dreams
I bet he gon’ know you fuck with some trill ones
If you know, then you know
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
If you know, then you know
Used to run around with them hoes you must know
You know my shit sound
Gettin’ millions from the Majors
Tell a nigga don’t spud me if you don’t love me
Yeah, nigga, it’s all clean money
I swear down on the Bible
Ayy nigga, like fuck you, I do Junk food
Wearin’ all the same drees
If you know, then you know
So now I hit sport mode in my hire car
Always in the trillest shit
Borderline insanity
Yeah I done more than they tweet
But I don’t walk away from beef
Y’all niggas got more ones than Michael
I preed your life on Instagram
Yeah, yeah, it’s all clear money
You know my shit sound like voodoo, woo
When you all the way in grease
I’m the king of this Twitter age
All the same jeans
You can’t call and stay please
My livin’ room is crazy
Stuck with all the same team

Tinie Tempah – Holy Moly (Youth Album)

You in the ghetto getting nicked
Parties in the SLS
For your bae in my bed
Boy, you tired, go to bed
Not even chatting to these bruddas, man
Stacking I go getting rich
I know young Gs is gon’ FaceTime if they wil’ out like Soulja Boy
Moses told me that it’s lit
You best run back to your older boy
Someone tell ’em that I’m woke
[Outro]
Imhotep in the flesh
Nah, come on T, man
Everything that’s in my head
Too much sauce

Too much sauce
You in Shoreditch doing coke
Sound like Kanye when he raps
It’s very posh
Why you tweeting me this shit?
[Verse 1]
You’re alive, so why you dead?
Oh my god, look at my Roley
They’re boys, man, baby boys
It’s one phone call away
My Lamborghini
In a Porsche
Wore no collars when we met
Yeah, fuck it, I’m a selfish prick
I’m a boss
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look at my squad, like holy moly
Oh my god, look at my Roley
‘Raris in the SLS
Rocking YSL and shit
I’m alive and I’m a ledge
Oh my god, look at my Roley

I just say it, then it’s pressed
That’s not a Roley
[Verse 2]
Look at my squad
Lambo all tinted
It’s Michael Kors
No trace, no witness

I don’t do this for no bants
In Australia for a show
Chicks go all the way
Make up stories in their heads
I have things but not success
[Chorus]

Too much sauce
Someone tell ’em that the boy done seen a mill at 24
Look at my squad, like holy moly
I got a mac by five guys, anyone can get this smoke
The kids all know the plate
I’m-I’m-I’m-I’m a fucking nervous wreck
I don’t do this for my ‘Gram
You ain’t fucking relevant
Someone tell ’em that he’s broke
When this morning, made some eggs
Closed mouths don’t get fed
[Chorus]
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Pray to God for forgiveness
[Intro: G FrSH]
It look like Jaws
Look at my squad, like holy moly
Look at my squad
Holy cow, holy shit
Not even oyster for petrols
God, I hate these sycophants
I got steaks and overheads
I’ve got makeup on my dick
Kings all in my lineage

Boujee bastard in the flesh
Time’s different on their wrists
Champagne glasses in the whip

Like rah
Still got Oysters and that
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Niggas say it with their chest
Too much sauce
Look at my squad
And my house is like my exes

Tinie Tempah – Girls Like (feat. Zara Larsson) (Youth Album)

No Netflix and chill that’s dead
(All the girls like)
I know what boys like
(All the girls like)
Now I’m with a mandem at the polo
Now I got a couple rents and a couple more boats

Jump parkside, everybody loco
(All the girls like)
I know what boys like
Might take a fly out for the weekend
Had a couple hits and a couple solos
Yeah, rollie on the wrist, that’s me, me
All the girls like
Ain’t nobody messing with the gang
Now I got a couple rents and a couple more boats
I know what boys like
All I ever needed was a plan

Then I say sure, yo, you know how it goes
All the girls like
So go ahead and prove me right
(All the girls like)
Since she want me she don’t want the coco
I know what boys like
I know what boys like
I could make a honey give away her last rolo

Go low, go low, everybody go low
(All the girls like)
Yeah, tell Russell I’m a brand
They wanna get some
Yeah, bust that skank
And go can cause I can
(All the girls like)
I know what they want
Tell ’em only winners are allowed
I could make a honey give away her last rolo
I know what boys like
(All the girls like)
I know what they want
That’s what girls like
I know what they want
Then I say sure, yo, you know how it goes
(All the girls like)
I know what they want
All the girls like
I don’t need your money for my rent
I know what boys like
I know what they want
Might take a fly out for the weekend
I could make a honey give away her last rolo
I know what they want
Had a couple man wanna be me
Man of the year I’m fleek
Said I was the man
Now I’m with a mandem at the polo
All the girls like
I like cruising around the Westend
Go low, go low, everybody get low
Then I say sure, yo, you know how I roll
So I made her send it back less she want my loco

They want that good thing

Jump parkside, everybody loco
Now everyone I go people want a photo
So go ahead and prove me right
Tell J.K that we still rolling
Don’t need me a guy who’s a friend
Tell J.K that we still rolling
I know what they want
Ain’t nobody messing with the gang
I know what they want
Used to have a black my piece of Roco
All I ever needed was a plan
Better pick me up in a Benz
(All the girls like)
Go low, go low, everybody go low
I know what boys like
They wanna get some
All the girls like
Had a couple hits and a couple solos
Every day you ride your friends
That’s what girls like
I was jumping off the mandem with a polo
Said I was the man
And go can cause I can
I know you, I know you want the good thing

So go ahead and prove me right
Told them I was gonna blow back when I was in the south
(All the girls like)
They wanna get some
I’m not an eight or a nine I’m a ten
What’s the code to your wi-fi again?
I was getting blowed but few girls were putting out
That’s what girls like
Them man can’t be T.T
They want that good thing
(All the girls like)
No diggiy-dee, no diggiy-doubt
I was jumping off the mandem with a polo
Yeah, bust that skank
I know what boys like
And I got American, got a Volvo
Yeah, tell Russell I’m a brand
They want that good thing

I know what they want

Tinie Tempah – Something Special (Youth Album)

They know something special’s happening
Oriental with the Mandarin
They know something special’s happening
Journey Mercy when I’m travelling
Lamborghini in the garrison
2010, they were chart toppers
My young G’s twenty-two today
Heard they’re tryna take a shot at me
2010, they were chart-toppers
Even from these niggas’ management
Swear my album’s going platinum
They know something special’s happening
Never told him I was mad at him
Side chick tried front on me
Sunset like I’m Juicy J
2020, they’ll be battling
They know something special’s happening
Asian tings at the gathering
Left me feeling like I’m Anakin
Swear my album’s going platinum
The ends say that I’m back again
I heard she went to jail for trafficking
2020, they’ll be battling
2020, now their stuff’s void
Yeah, I’ve got a lot of actor friends
Grind up, daddy never put the time in
The whole scene is what I’m carrying
I can see these haters panicking
They know something special’s happening
I’ve been riding with the same old crew forever
Two Ferraris in a new favela
They know something special’s happening
Lost touch with a ting I used to link
They know something special’s happening
I just always sense the jealousy
Please don’t ask me ’bout that crap again
I ain’t got a lot of rapper friends
Your whole setup is embarrassing
Let me hit it from the back again
Ain’t no manners for these sluts, boy
My sensei say I’m back again
Now I’m doing twenty-two a day
Friends say that I’m back again
Always remind ’em that I’m African
I was only doing two a day
They know something special’s happening
I might have to take a stab at them
Asian tings at the gathering
Always remind ’em that I’m African
Your last banger was an accident
Lord have mercy on these fuckboys
Flying private, tell the pilot "choose the weather"
Please don’t ask me ’bout that crap again
‘Cause I’m fresher than a mannequin
Sunset, tryna choose a Jenner
2010, they were chart toppers

Tinie Tempah – They Don’t Know (feat. Kid Ink, Stefflon Don & Aod) (Youth Album)

Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
That kitty got me feelin’ like a canine
I don’t holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
When the cameras show up, we show out
They can’t say what they say

She said she wanna let me inside
Young man comin’ up from the corner
[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
I know a girl from the southside
But her daddy said no
[Chorus: Alastair]
Gold all over the globe
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show out
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
It’s Kid Ink, uh, canine
Pour up, baby, put a lil’ ice too
Don’t give a thought

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
[Chorus: Alastair]
[Chorus: Alastair]

Messin’ with the paper that you rapped up in views
Anytime I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Nobody tryna say mi never wan ya
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
And we can roll up and roll out
Fucking with my nigga, you will end up on the news
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
The track ain’t a track, don’t let the Don ah come through

They can’t say what they say
And they love my wrists, and my moschino pon mi coupe
Baby said, "Shh, you can hit it on the low"
And we can roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
My rule number 1 is don’t play number 2
Don’t need them anyway
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
I’m just tryna live, baby, can I?
Don’t need them anyway
Yeah, I’m the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I used to have a girl that looked just like you
Woo, I know you want it, ow
Don’t wanna take you all home
Yeah and with all of these flashbacks
Didn’t wanna, now they wanna know
Don’t need them anyway
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
They might think, they don’t know
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give a thought
[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
When the cameras show up, we show out
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
When the cameras show up, we show out
Ha, get you higher than the Eiffel
And we can roll up and roll out
Don’t need them anyway
Oh no no, slide in my DMs and my wrists just froze
Say ain’t no tellin’ what I might do
I’m too cold, don’t wanna play ’cause I’m gettin’ too old
‘Cause we don’t really care ’bout nothin’
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
They can’t say what they say

Headside, kill ’em when they know
Real, real ting, all I do is tell the truth

Sittin’ on the throne with a ‘fro
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Uh, hit the blunt, baby what you gotta say now?
Yeah, I remember back in high school
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
[Chorus: Alastair]
I call her Paris in my phone
Never have to worry ’bout if he give me the banana
Chillin’ with a prince at the BAFTA’s
Woo, I just bought the whole LA out
I know a girl from the ends
We at the KWest, startin’ KI’s
Don’t give a thought
I know a girl with a woo
Me haffi tell them na na na na na
Uh, live is a beach, bitch lay out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
And we can roll up and roll out
What’s new? Bitch, I’m in the stu’
Don’t give a thought
Cookin’ up a hurricane, mix with the flu
Let ’em talk ish, promo
She likes to take it down low

Tinie Tempah – So Close (feat. Guy Sebastian & Bugzy Malone) (Youth Album)

Imagine where we’d be right now
Switching you line and ringing my phone on private number
There’s no blood on the towel, so why’d you throw it in
We fighting wars out here, yeah Iout round about hair
But don’t lose faith, it ain’t too late
Ain’t easy breaking through glass ceilings, we fighting wars out here
So I took a UberX when I could’ve came in my Carrera
When I came with my sound, I made the mandem proud
I know the police don’t play, they’ve gotta be on my case
Tryna get bigger on Myspace, bigger on Tumblr
You could’ve tried believing but you’re leavin’
You could’ve tried believing but you’re leavin’
Always showed love as an artist
Celebrate it when you charted
So a little bit of myself in you, you was just a bit younger
There’s only so many crimes that can take place before they observe it
Then you started going on darky, wonder why the hype never lasted
Didn’t wanna share no limelight, now you wanna steal my thunder
Why?) Why’d you have to give up? (Why? Why?
Why’d you have to give up now, when we were so close?
[Bridge: Guy Sebastian]
Gonna be like London’s burning down

[Bridge: Guy Sebastian]
(Yeah, Bugzy Malone)

Why’d you have to give up? Why? (Why? Why?)
They’re gonna be like London’s burning down

Imagine where we’d be right now
This fight ain’t even over, the bell didn’t even ring
Said I’m gonna make them respect me, like Dizzie and DJ Wonder
‘Cause we were so close
Told myself, watch man do my ting
Yeah, we were so close
You could’ve tried believing but you’re leavin’
So I jumped out the car, in a different town
There’s no blood on the towel, so why’d you throw it in

You used to be comfortable just tryna be the best in your area
Why’d you have to give up now, when we were so close?
This love so fate to the mandem now
Now you’re scary yo, yo take control of your ego
Just to make you feel better

I admit that I went ghost and didn’t phone you for two years
[Verse 3: Bugzy Malone]
I swear this could’ve been us (Why? Why?) Why?
Wiped off the tears, no turning around
Now apart from your African friend’s house, you ain’t seeing no red carpets
You can tell lies for a whole lifetime but the truth is a bastard
When we were so close
Just to make you feel worth something I showed you that I cared
Ah, living insomnia, billin’ up ganja

Wow, few years ago, we were on the radio that weren’t legal
Tripled my net worth, ’cause I’m rich in karma
We was with you on the phone till late, those times when you was at your darkest
I’m one of the realest out here, man make music, man don’t bitch
I didn’t wanna cry but I know the streets aren’t safe
[Chorus: Guy Sebastian]
You said you’ve been depressed, you was re-addressing your career
I was studying, so I watched Giggs’s, then I watched K Kokes, then I watched Nines
You could’ve tried believing but you’re leavin’
Why?) I swear this could’ve been us (Why? Why?
I’ve been grinding five years, four mixtapes, 1 EP;
I’d probably do the same
Never got a retweet, watch how it changes now
But when I say this, couldn’t agree with this shit
Told me you was ready for the world, yeah I can see you had a hunger
Yeah, we were so close
Even let you come to my studio, get you bits mixed and mastered
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
[Chorus: Guy Sebastian]
Remember how your wifey went on stage, got a bit drunker
This fight ain’t even over, the bell didn’t even ring
I was sitting in the back of a car with tears rolling down my face
Had a whole world in your finger tips and now your so way past it
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Last level of a computer game, you can’t clock
‘Cause we were so close
Yeah, ’cause if I lose the fame, don’t know whose to blame
When we were so close
I was never satisfied, I’m tryna be the best from this era
I was on a reministic ting but I didn’t wanna miss this time
So it’s okay for shade lights those sorta shorts I wear

Tinie Tempah – Find Me (feat. Jake Bugg) (Youth Album)

You’re gonna find me
You’re gonna find me

Sticking to my roots, time to take a different route
You’ve gonna find me
[Chorus: Jake Bugg (Tinie Tempah)]
Man’s just tryna do his ting, now he’s under arrest
Got the heart of Bear Grylls, mind of a boss
You’re gonna find me
[Chorus: Jake Bugg (Tinie Tempah)]
Before we signed a deal, we made the sign of the cross
You’re gonna find me
Tell me how does it feel (Uh!)
Tried to get me writers, had to get up out that fake scene
So all the darkest nights are the days we won’t regret

Don’t ever worry ’bout me, I always take a left
You’re gonna find me
You’re gonna find me
Whenever I’m losin’ sleep
Drinking henny in the shower (Uh!)
You’re gonna find me
They were all my favourite rappers, now they see me as a threat
I know that we’re in modern day slavery
You’re gonna find me (Find me)
You’re gonna find me
[Chorus: Jake Bugg]
I know times are hard enough
Whenever I’m losin’ sleep
We are going to play a typical number
Word to the hardware that brought me my success
Whenever I’m losin’ sleep
[Bridge]
Make you feel to see your spirit every time we take a breath
You’ve gonna find me
Whenever I’m hard to reach
I know the time we living in is crazy and hot
I know times are hard enough

What the fuck?
But it’s not in my blood (Yeah Yeah)
They tell me more commercial and more mainstream
Lobster for my bae, beef with my ex
You’re gonna find me
Whenever I’m hard to reach
I know the time we living in is crazy, huh?
Oooh, Free at last
I know times are hard enough
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing London screaming Imhotep
What the heck?
[Outro: Tinie Tempah & ???]
We need more Adenugas and more Daleys
Whenever I’m losin’ sleep
[Chorus: Jake Bugg (Tinie Tempah)]
I know times are hard enough
You’re gonna find me
That’s why I had to holla Jake, it was buggin’ me
Sick of the chicanery, skullduggery
More crazy than the eighties
Lord, forgive my need to succeed and progress

To give up
But it’s not in my blood
Now people all around the world wanna come and see, yeah
Aye-aye-aye

You’re gonna find me
Whenever I’m hard to reach
To give up
Every time we flourish, they don’t wanna see us sprout

You’re gonna find me
To give up
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
Fuckin’ Iggy in a (Woo!)
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
We was on our paths, yo, way before we met
With a typical amount of Loud & Low Passages
The same mindset since I made Disc-Overy
You’re gonna find me
You’re gonna find me
But it’s not in my blood (Yeah Yeah)
You’re gonna find me
To give up
You’re gonna find me
Blew my first check on Stone Island and Mosch
I rock coach first class (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing London sign, we’re the best
I’m free at last
You’re gonna find me (Find me)
Pressure on my city put you under duress
You’re gonna find me
Crabs in a barrel, they don’t wanna see us out
Ha-Ha! Finally!
But it’s not in my blood
London’s where you’ll find me, you know what I’m about, yeah, yeah
Finally! now I you’re gonna f- me

Whenever I’m hard to reach
Need a brand new Supremes diva like Diana Ross
Spilling more J.D., more Baileys

Tinie Tempah – Rehab (feat. Tiggs Da Author) (Youth Album)

I don’t need your therapy, yeah
Your love is my rehab
Heard he was prayin’ and prayin’
Rap carpool karaoke
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Kells didn’t think it was right
Daddy, daddy doing work
Say I’m too urban then I made a banger

Yeah, young man lookin’ for the Jumpman
But I don’t hear what my friends say
Used to have Reason, on my old laptop
Love is my rehab
Hell yeah, I get my friends’ advice
Still turn up on a Wednesday (I still turn up, yeah)
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
When I was still producing
You know what it is, your the only one who listened, yeah
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Couple exes doing worse
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]

Still turn up on a Wednesday
And prayin’ and prayin’ ’til I was big time
I don’t need your jealousy, yeah
Hell yeah, I get my friends’ advice
Just gettin’ into this life
But I don’t hear what my friends say (No way, no way)
Then I lost Grandma, couldn’t make it to the service
Virgin, I was still a virgin
It’s was either this, get a job or go prison
Tryna make a little movement
Love is my rehab
Tryna say good and livin’ in Plumstead
Still turn up on a Wednesday
Hell yeah, I get my friends’ advice
I didn’t think at the time
Feelin’ like young J, tryna make Blueprint
Couple bredrins doing birds

‘Cause love is my rehab
Mama, mama doing church
Gettin’ high, eatin’ Chinese, gettin’ drunk
[Bridge: Tiggs Da Author]
Then prayers started turnin’ to fruition
But I don’t hear what my friends say
You lead on but you never used to let me come, but let me come
Missed calls like, "Honey are you okay?"
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]

You had just turned 21
T, Jazz, Henry okay

But I don’t hear what my friends say
I was 19, naive, very young
I was still learnin’
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Tryna do theory, then we dropped Rehab
Still turn up on a Wednesday
Runnin’ from the bailiffs, tryna get playlist
Hell yeah, yeah I hear my friends’ advice
Used to get at Kings Cross, get off at Euston
Suck a little bit when nobody saw the vision

Niggas in my whip lookin’ so bait
Yeah, yeah, virgin, uh

Tinie Tempah – Shadows (feat. Bipolar Sunshine) (Youth Album)

Yeah, yeah (ah)
They think you bust and it’s all roses and daffodils
I ain’t scared of no lawsuit, word to my tailor
You are more than able, of cutting through the cable
Rappers follow you, unfollow you, then follow you again
[Outro: Bipolar Sunshine]
Take my niggas to LA where this ain’t against the law
Too busy working, all my niggas talking about power
Horror stories, I’m so weary of divorce
But I see your angel, don’t act young and wasteful
I didn’t even ask Calvin when he took us out to Vegas

When the money goes and friendships turn sour
Come to the garden and let your guard down
I could have moved off ends, but I’m in Hackney still
The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow
I just wanna be the light you wanna see

And turn her to Naomi Campbell
I’m having dinner with greatest of all times now

[Verse: Tinie Tempah]
[Chorus: Bipolar Sunshine]
Today’s beef then tomorrow your friends
Let me roll with you and I can find
I showed you the most how to make the most out a crappy deal
I might move to North Korea because my career is headed north
I just wanna be the light you wanna see
Took my ‘ghini back to Plumstead and back to Peckham
I made a vow that I won’t end up like Kenny Powers
I never do it off of the top, still gotta write it down
[Chorus: Bipolar Sunshine]
Come to your senses it will all be clear
Come to the garden and let your guard down
I tell him a man his face I got a problem with him, straight
I could have S-curled my hair, my hair is nappy still
They wanna see us down, they don’t want see us up
Opened doors everybody getting signed now
Come to your senses it will all be clear
And when Harry cuts his hair, whole world going nuts
I tell these stunners I’m stone cold and Austin Powers
You ain’t see us in the wagon then I swear it was the Porsche
The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow
Uh, I can take your girl in woven sandals
Still fresher than Brooke Beckham and Ash Ketchum
Let me roll with you, all the pieces in your grand design
Don’t let no writers in my ghost sound borrow no pen
But I see your angel, don’t act young and wasteful
Ask the hackers, all the bars is on my iCloud
Still rapping with soul cause I never sold mine
Dumi knew that he stumbled on a goldmine
For the whole time did it without a co-sign
You are more than able, of cutting through that cable
They can’t approach their shit the way I approach mine

Tinie Tempah – Not Letting Go (feat. Jess Glynne) (Youth Album)

And I love it when I see you sing a song in the mirror
You make me stronger
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Playing R. Kelly I believe I can fly, yeah
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
I tell her one, already know she the one
You were something I can’t replace
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Playing remix to Ignition in the back of the Jeep, ah
And I hope I’m still with you when your hair get thinner

Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Could have got the side track, now I’m back on my feet
Now we’re on the right track (right track), yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
When you play your favourite records where there ain’t no filler
Wanna never let me go, she said she fed up of touring
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You made my heart work
Guess I’m a sucker for those nice eyes
Playing in the sheets, don’t sleep tonight
You make me stronger
And when you comin’ in here, I’ll do you just like you like
Girl I’m ready for your loving, girl I keep on falling
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
Now I’m on the right track, from the train to the limo
I’m the one that all the honeys couldn’t tame, yo I change
You my lucky number that I keep on calling
Now you scratchin’ on me like we’re Adam and Eve
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
You make me stronger
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
She like the hook but she don’t know the verse
I ain’t in it for the money or the fame

You made my heart work
You make me stronger
She know I lover her even if I never say the words
You were something I can’t replace
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
Yeah, ready for the summer, girl, your hair looks killa
Ready for your trouble and a couple of fights
She know I love her even if I never say the words
If I hadn’t achieved, would you pack up and leave
Then I make her take it off and pull it all on me

Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
You made my heart work
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Used to know me back in college, now I got it like that
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
Why don’t you stay over here and keep me up in the night

I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
And when she’s free, you know she call on me
You made my heart work
You were something I can’t replace
(This thing we have, it can’t be bought or sold, now)
Oi my size, I see you’re quite shy
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Because I kiss her in the night and then I leave in the morning
You know I changed
Livin’ in a bubble, we ain’t struggling in life
Chicky-cha, chicky-chicky-cha, Sade, J Dilla
I ain’t gotta work it out, I know I’m onto a winner

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You were something I can’t replace
You were something I can’t replace
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
You make me stronger
You make me stronger
You were something I can’t replace
You made my heart work

She’s 22, we in Le Fountain Blu

She like the hook but she don’t know the verse
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You made my heart work
I’m not letting go, I’m not letting go
See your batty getting bigger but your waist looks slimmer
(You make my heart work, you make me stronger)