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N-Dubz
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Lyricist:Dino Contostavlos, Tula Contostavlos, Richard Cowie, Junior Edwards, Richard Rawson
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Yo, I am a rapper slash nang singer song writer From when I was a younger even up to this day Man trying to drag me under
What a bumba You know that you can find me I never change my number
I don't mind if these private callers wanna carry on blinging off my line I'm happy to remind that If there girl was to see me on their one's They would wanna bang me or give me the shines
I'm a dappa X white gold chain ripper Crack pusher man if it need be Last man to pull his hands on my chain Found himself in a scarred oil greasy, nananizle
North east, south west, whole of the country I'm kinda famous thanks popsy You want food, stay around dubsy C's got the leng ting, trust me
Bun your cheap talk, what do you think I am? See me, me, me, I'm on a mad ting, you don't understand Never will I sing, sing to the feds like couple man I know Snitch, plonka, fool
Yo, if you stackin' up and you ain't frontin' Then you have the right to represent London Know me Na, na, ni, ni, na, na
If you've got your own whip and your earning paper Then you have the right to be a heartbreaker Know me Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
I'm a winner, producer, artist, MC killer Every time I go to pick up a mic frighteners I'm with the true riders, real top billers If you listen to my new album there's no fillers
Got an N-Dubz beat cold chiller Mum said, stay away from the gold diggers But I ain't gonna like, I like sharing And she like staring and none of us is caring
Sex after dinner, I'm a wheeler dealer X brown and white t-shirts Nike track suit with the black fila Didn't never wanna follow others, I'm a leader
Said I was a fool but I am a book reader Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Catch a couple of haters call me a cheater Got a couple of fans and now I don't need ya It's only right I'm wearing my Rolex, hello standard procedure
Bun your cheap talk, what do you think I am? See me, me, me, I'm on a mad ting, you don't understand Never will I sing, sing to the feds like couple man I know You're a snitch I was there Duku yourself
If you stackin' up p and you ain't frontin' Then you have the right to represent London Know me Na, na, ni, ni, na, na
If you've got your own whip and your earning paper Then you have the right to be a heart breaker Know me Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Wait 'til you see what I end up with mills Momma didn't raise no dumb kid Came from the dirt and licking man's merc But now in a bema one series turbs
Money, money makes the world go round The same way the money makes the girls go down Blatantly killin them no more playing Man, a hundred pound straight ten grand minimum
My car, my house, my bills These bitches know the deal 'Cause they're all paid by me
I got my own money and I Ain't looking for no footballers So if you wanna bring it to me Let's take it back, I will defeat you
Bun your cheap talk, what do you think I am? See me, me, me I'm on a mad ting you don't understand Never will I sing, sing to the feds like couple man I know Snitch, plonka, fool
If you stackin' up and you ain't frontin' Then you have the right to represent London Know me Na, na, ni, ni, na, na
If you've got your own whip and your earning paper Then you have the right to be a heart breaker Know me Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
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