Tinie Tempah - Lucky Cunt lyrics
[Tinie Tempah:] Please don't tell the bishop I've been sippin' on some sizzurp Got a dirty chick named Liz who 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**ing wizard, ha Reporting to you live via satellite Or in a s** tape with a girl who say she camera shy Helen Bonham Carter man, these b**hes ain't actin' right Your n***as dicks sound p**y: hermaphrodite I've been partying for 4 weeks, hope the papers never saw me Hundred thousand dollar whip but still nobody will insure me Having orgies and of course these b**hes tryna Jersey Shore 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, a line of coke, we call em Charlie's angels December, January, February, March and April Disturbing London baby, f** them other nasty labels Hickory, dickory 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**in lucky (boiii) I'm a motherf**in lucky (boiii) Look at the motherf**in lucky (whoa) Hallowed be thy name, thy Kingdom come I'm a motherf**in lucky (boiii) [Big Sean:] Don't f** a man when I pa** by I'm pa** how, that Tinie sh**, might pa** out I p-p-p-ick that money up then dash out I'm bigger than your dads house Holding big a** bags of weed, look like I'm finna take the trash out Head so good I don't need to f** 20 f**ing 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 that's all tinted, vroom, vroom, that sh** cost b**hes Hoes jumpin' from my balls Man, the reff just might call goaltending Boi, b**h I do my thang Got all these bad b**hes tryna do my thing I made a promise that I'm never going broke f** a rainy day, I ain't never gonna soak Watch me take a little bit then flip it into mo' n***as flippin' out tryna touch the sh** Then I [?] your a** 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**y no wiskers Oh that's your girl, my bad my n***a, come get her She probably answering the door, wearing my slippers Boii I do it [Hook]