Know My Ting Lyrics - Shakka

Yeah 

Incredible 

Run out of rum, re-up the car, ah 

You know my ting 

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha', ah 

You know my ting 

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type, ah 

You know my ting 

We spend pounds, you make sounds, ah 

You know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, she already know my ting 

She ready to go home and ting 

Fam, you know my ting, 

fam, you know my ting 

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Rude boy 

Got your baby in my new toy 

I made her be National 

I took Nat west before you Llyod 

My turn 

I was in this queue before you joined 

Eye this, night shift 

She don't deserve no penthouse viewpoint 

Don gardon, Don dada 

Dun all of them mans badder 

Mr lover lover like Shabba 

And all the peng tings in the manor 

No skeletons in my wardrobe 

Just bags worth of swagger 

What the fuck's that on your torso? 

That ain't worth the hanger 

Photos 

Run out of rum, re-up the car, ah 

You know my ting 

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha', ah 

You know my ting 

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type, ah 

You know my ting 

We spend pounds, you make sounds, ah 

You know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, she already know my ting 

She ready to go home and ting 

Fam, you know my ting, 

fam, you know my ting 

Bad man 

Yours wife's postcode in my Sat-Nav 

WiFi code in my iphone 

Leave the toilet seat up and smash that 

So many condoms in the trash bag 

Man's gonna think its a gang bang 

Man's got a girl doing cartwheels 

Backflips 

Handstands 

Don gardon, Don dada 

Dun all of them mans badder 

Mr lover lover like Shabba 

And all the peng tings in the manor 

No skeletons in my wardrobe 

Just bags worth of swagger 

What the fuck's that on your torso? 

That ain't worth the hanger 

Run out of rum, re-up the car, ah 

You know my ting 

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha', ah 

You know my ting 

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type, ah 

You know my ting 

We spend pounds, you make sounds, ah 

You know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, she already know my ting 

She ready to go home and ting 

Fam, you know my ting, 

fam, you know my ting 

Yh 

Run out of rum, re-up the car, ah 

You know my ting 

She wants to laugh cos of the 'ha', ah 

You know my ting 

Dark skin or light, ain't got a type, ah 

You know my ting 

We spend pounds, you make sounds, ah 

You know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, you know my ting 

Fam, she already know my ting 

She ready to go home and ting 

Fam, you know my ting, 

fam, you know my ting 

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