Know My Ting (feat. Shakka)

Yeah

I-i-incredible

Run out of rum, I re-up the car

Ah, you know my ting

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha'

Ah, you know my ting

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type

Ah, you know my ting

We spend pounds, you make sounds

Ah, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, she already know my ting

She ready to go home and ting

Like fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my- (Ting)

Shut up

Rude boy

Got your baby in my new toy

I made her be national

I took Nat west before you Llyod

My turn

I was in this queue before you joined

Eye this, night shift

She don't deserve no penthouse viewpoint

Don Gorgon, Don Dada

Dun all of them mans badder

Mr lover lover like Shabba

And all the peng tings in the manor

No skeletons in my wardrobe

Just bags worth of swagger

What the fuck's that on your torso?

That ain't worth the hanger

Run out of rum, I re-up the car

Ah, you know my ting

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha'

Ah, you know my ting

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type

Ah, you know my ting

We spend pounds, you make sounds

Ah, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, she already know my ting

She ready to go home and ting

Like fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my- (Ting)

Shut up

Bad man

Yours wife's postcode in my Sat-Nav

WiFi code in my iPhone

Leave the toilet seat up and smash that

So many condoms in the trash bag

Man's gonna think it's a gang bang

Man's got a girl doing cartwheels

Backflips

Handstands

Don Gorgon, Don Dada

Dun all of them mans badder

Mr lover lover like Shabba

And all the peng tings in the manor

No skeletons in my wardrobe

Just bags worth of swagger

What the fuck's that on your torso?

That ain't worth the hanger

Run out of rum, I re-up the car

Ah, you know my ting

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha'

Ah, you know my ting

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type

Ah, you know my ting

We spend pounds, you make sounds

Ah, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, she already know my ting

She ready to go home and ting

Like fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my- (Ting)

Shut up

Yeah

Run out of rum, I re-up the car

Ah, you know my ting

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha'

Ah, you know my ting

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type

Ah, you know my ting

We spend pounds, you make sounds

Ah, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my ting

Fam, she already know my ting

She ready to go home and ting

Like fam, you know my ting

Fam, you know my- (Ting)

Shut up