| These tings don’t love man really |
| But they wan get touchy feely |
| I’m still in the cut I’m easy |
| No guy wan see me in 3D |
| They squeeze shot tings that we have |
| We share them out we ain’t greedy |
| Bait hood gal gon do clean up |
| Good gal wanna get freaky aye |
| Football shirts with denim |
| Man don’t need no intro |
| Mandem out there breadin |
| Peng ting wan tek mans lingo |
| Man don’t cuff or weddin |
| Word up who’s givin them info? |
| Man step on a hoe, man step on a yat |
| Man step on a bitch like Sisquo |
| Groupies don’t gas me |
| 2am this ting woulda rang me |
| Say one of her friends try fan me |
| Shobo ting wanna holla and clamp me |
| Kicks on fire like Sanjeev |
| In the club with Remy or Brandy |
| Two tings, two cups, one bottle |
| Gettin fucked in the back like fake taxi |
| Sly girls that are way too needy |
| Man don’t need them either |
| Them girls are way too cheeky |
| Cos the mandem deets a pizza |
| I swerve, they come |
| They wanna holla, I ain’t eager |
| Yo bighead, hey stranger |
| They’re sick, hayfever |
| It weren’t like that two years back |
| Now link up girls say I’m better in person (glowin) |
| One try shrug man off try brush man off when I met her in Turnham (j-bag) |
| Now it’s a brand new day them girls can’t act they’re better rehearsin |
| One hand in the top one hand in the back then tully like Skeppy excersion |
| These tings don’t love man really |
| But they wan get touchy feely |
| I’m still in the cut I’m easy |
| No guy wan see me in 3D |
| They squeeze shot tings that we have |
| We share them out we ain’t greedy |
| Bait hood gal gon do clean up |
| Good gal wanna get freaky aye |
| Football shirts with denim |
| Man don’t need no intro |
| Mandem out there breadin |
| Peng ting wan tek mans lingo |
| Man don’t cuff or weddin |
| Word up who’s givin them info? |
| Man step on a hoe, man step on a yat |
| Man step on a bitch like Sisquo |
| We put lightskin out of fashion |
| Don’t know how it happened |
| She says she wants n*ggas with beards |
| So she don’t know how I patterned |
| Make girls come Croydon word up |
| get down at Clapham |
| Bait ting but now I’m clappin |
| Straight in and out she’s packin aye |
| They won’t see me in weeks, straight |
| If she see’s me it’s peak, bait |
| Man gon keep it discreet |
| It’s Wednesday link a ting and then creep |
| Yo, she might see me in ends |
| Link a ting and her friend |
| Pass her on to my friend |
| She think’s he’s snakin me it’s all bless |
| These tings don’t love man really |
| But they wan get touchy feely |
| I’m still in the cut I’m easy |
| No guy wan see me in 3D |
| We share them out we ain’t greedy |
| Bait hood gal gon do clean up aye |
| Good gal wanna get freaky |