Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Don't Know, artist - Tinie Tempah. Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
They Don't Know |
| Uh, when the cameras show up, we show out |
| And we can roll up and roll out |
| Let them think what they think, it’s funny how |
| They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now |
| Yeah 'cause they don’t know us |
| They can’t say what they say |
| Don’t give a thought |
| Don’t need them anyway |
| Everywhere I go, I gotta pose |
| Sittin' on the throne with a 'fro |
| Chillin' with a prince at the BAFTA’s |
| Gold all over the globe |
| Anytime I stress, I can get it from a rasta |
| Headside, kill 'em when they know |
| Didn’t wanna, now they wanna know |
| Baby said, «Shh, you can hit it on the low» |
| You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low |
| Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door |
| Yeah, I’m the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war |
| I don’t holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor |
| Tryna hit me with the drink, no no |
| They might think, they don’t know |
| Let 'em talk ish, promo |
| 'Cause we don’t really care 'bout nothin' |
| When the cameras show up, we show out |
| And we can roll up and roll out |
| Let them think what they think, it’s funny how |
| They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now |
| Yeah 'cause they don’t know us |
| They can’t say what they say |
| Don’t give a thought |
| Don’t need them anyway |
| It’s Kid Ink, uh, canine |
| That kitty got me feelin' like a canine |
| I’m just tryna live, baby, can I? |
| We at the KWest, startin' KI’s |
| Woo, I just bought the whole LA out |
| Uh, live is a beach, bitch lay out |
| Uh, hit the blunt, baby what you gotta say now? |
| Woo, I know you want it, ow |
| Ha, get you higher than the Eiffel |
| Pour up, baby, put a lil' ice too |
| Yeah, I remember back in high school |
| I used to have a girl that looked just like you |
| Yeah and with all of these flashbacks |
| Say ain’t no tellin' what I might do |
| When the cameras show up, we show out |
| And we can roll up and roll out |
| Let them think what they think, it’s funny how |
| They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now |
| Yeah 'cause they don’t know us |
| They can’t say what they say |
| Don’t give a thought |
| Don’t need them anyway |
| Young man comin' up from the corner |
| Nobody tryna say mi never wan ya |
| Never have to worry 'bout if he give me the banana |
| Me haffi tell them na na na na na |
| Oh no no, slide in my DMs and my wrists just froze |
| I’m too cold, don’t wanna play 'cause I’m gettin' too old |
| What’s new? |
| Bitch, I’m in the stu' |
| Cookin' up a hurricane, mix with the flu |
| And they love my wrists, and my moschino pon mi coupe |
| The track ain’t a track, don’t let the Don ah come through |
| My rule number 1 is don’t play number 2 |
| Fucking with my nigga, you will end up on the news |
| Messin' with the paper that you rapped up in views |
| Real, real ting, all I do is tell the truth |
| When the cameras show up, we show out |
| And we can roll up and roll out |
| Let them think what they think, it’s funny how |
| They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now |
| Yeah 'cause they don’t know us |
| They can’t say what they say |
| Don’t give a thought |
| Don’t need them anyway |
| I know a girl from the ends |
| She likes to take it down low |
| She said she wanna let me inside |
| But her daddy said no |
| I know a girl with a woo |
| I call her Paris in my phone |
| I know a girl from the southside |
| Don’t wanna take you all home |