Look at Me - Tinie Tempah, Giggs

Tell em that I run shit

Baby, show your good side, send a boy a titty and a bum pic

Splitting all the crumbs with my mum’s kids

Promised I’mma get 'em outta Plumstead

You a sucker nigga, what?

Blowing hella trees with the squad

You can’t buy the steeze in the shop

Pagans don’t believe in a God 'til it’s judgement

I’m way up looking like I’m on a substance

I’ll be like whoo!

She just look at me

I can make that pussy get emotional

They just look at me

Cause they know that nigga really local

Vocal, nigga really vocal

She wanna sniff and get a nose full

I wanna hit 'em with that hard shit

I wanna strip a little Pro Tool

Phone call, got a little phone call

Yeah nigga, got a little phone call

Say that she been waiting up for hours

And if you don’t get your pussy, it’s your own fault

Own fault, nigga, that’s a hoe sport

Yeah, little nigga, that’s a hoe’s thoughts

Man ain’t playing no games here

Niggas ain’t on no talk

Let me try and calculate it

Better get the calculators

Scales in a plastic bag

Nigga, that’s the apparatus

Nigga think he calculated

Nigga bout to matinee it

Black boys, make you think they

Look at me

Nigga just look at me, look at me

Picture me

You could see the crookedest crook in me

Just got this zoot on me

In the kitchen and I’m cooking up crookedly

Niggas talking bout ghost

Wait, did a nigga just whoopi me?

I’m dark-skinned and she light brown

She wanna do it with the lights down

I tell her strip, I tell her lie down

I said this shit will never die down

Hustle on the street to get the right pound

I just called your chick an Uber, make her fly down

Niggas try to test a nigga if a nigga changed

Overfinch black, call this shit a nigga range

Hope you niggas entertained

Tell 'em bout my first and my second name

Tell 'em bout my world record, set the record straight

In the car bumping Ma$e and some pepper spray

No days off, even on my wedding day

For that spot, dog, I even seen a leopard change

I’mma let you have it when I’m done with it

And it’s gonna be a never, mate

Tell 'em that a legend never dies, legends never age

I was in the club, you was still drinking lemonade

I was in doing studio when it never paid

I was out buying Yeezys, they were selling yay

Now look at me

I bet you can’t even look at me

Go on, gwan with your boopery

Ayo rudeboy, pass me the hookah, please

Look at me

Nigga just look at me, look at me

Picture me

You could see the crookedest crook in me

Just got this zoot on me

In the kitchen and I’m cooking up crookedly

Niggas talking bout ghost

Wait, did a nigga just whoopi me?