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tinie tempah - lucky cunt lyrics

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(feat. big sean)

[tinie tempah:]
please don’t tell the bishop i’ve been sippin’ on some sizzurp
got a dirty chick named lisa, use her tongue just like a lizard
i don’t even know the difference between halloween and christmas
i’m jo rowling’s harry potter, i’m a motherf-cking wizard, ha
reporting to you live via satellite
or in a s-x tape with a girl who say she camera shy
helen bonham carter man, you speak, she ain’t actin’ right
your n-gg-s d-cks sound p-ssy: hermaphrodite
been partying for 4 weeks, hope them papers never saw me
hundred thousand dollar whip but still n-body will insure me
having orgies in the [?], b-tches tryna jersey sh-r- me
i ain’t leavin’ las vegas, you gon’ have to come deport me
ha, rum-pum-pa-pum, we at the bacardi table
a couple girls of live c-ke, we call em charlie’s angels
december, january, february, march and april
disturbing london baby, f-ck them other nasty labels
hickory, d-ckory i just had an epiphany
why’d i call myself tinie, if i keep thinking about bigamy
they put me in rehab, i’m a go jail for polygamy
ding dong special delivery
this a moment in history

news just in, another number 1
ask the club for 20 bottles and a couple blunts
hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come
i’m a motherf-ckin lucky (boiii)
i’m a motherf-ckin lucky (boiii)
look at the motherf-ckin lucky (whoa)
hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come
i’m a motherf-ckin lucky (boiii)

[big sean:]
don’t f-ck a man when i p-ss by
i’m p-ss how, that tinie sh-t, might p-ss out
i p-p-p-ick that money up then dash out i’m bigger than your dads house
holding big -ss bags of weed, look like i’m finna take the trash out
head so good i don’t need to f-ck
20 f-cking bottles i don’t need a cup
looking like i’m bar tending, chillin somewhere that’s off limits
vip i’m all in it, me and my crew was all winning
20 cars thats all tinted, vroom, vroom, that sh-t cost b-tches
hoes jumpin’ from my b-lls
man, the reff just might call goaltending
boi, b-tch i do my thang
got all these bad b-tches tryna do my thing
i made a promise that i’m never going broke
f-ck a rainy day, i ain’t never gonna soak
watch me take a little bit then flip it into mo’
n-gg-s flippin’ out tryna touch the sh-t
then i [?] your -ss to a ghost
rolex is my ticker, i’m off that liquor than lick her
her panties slippin’ and sliding, i’m in that p-ssy no wiskers
oh that’s your girl, my bad my n-gg-, come get her
she probably answering the door, wearing my slippers
boii i do it

[hook]



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