Know My Ting (feat. Shakka)

Yeah Incredible Run out of rum, 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 Fam, you know my ting, Fam, you know my ting 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 gardon, 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, 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 Fam, you know my ting, Fam, you know my ting 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 its a gang bang Man's got a girl doing cartwheels Backflips Handstands Don gardon, 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, 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 Fam, you know my ting, Fam, you know my ting Yh Run out of rum, 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 Fam, you know my ting, Fam, you know my ting Shut up