Tinie Tempah - Lover Not A Fighter
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[Chorus: Labrinth]
Well, I'm a lover not a fighter,
So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now
‘Cause I came for kicks not for arguments.
No, woah oh oh, ‘cause I'm a lover not a fighter.
Leave a message after the beep
Hello?
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots,
I feel like Cruella de Vil, the way I be stealin' the spot.
When all the shutters is down, bitch, we be still in the shop,
I shop for clothes when it's closed, that's why I feel like the boss,
In my vintage eBay watch, that's why I feel like the Hoff.
Weren't gonna wait for no institute not to gimme a job,
These critics givin' me bollocks, that's why I give ‘em my crotch,
These paps are gettin' too nosey, that's why I give ‘em my snot,
‘Cause I just tripled my cost of livin': steak, salmon, lobster, chicken,
That's made in my Boffi kitchen by Rosa Dacosta women.
Come from Disturbin' London, the city of foster children,
Grateful what God has given, save us from constant sin
In the city of God, I'm from the city of God.
Bitch, I've been up in the Shard, I really been at the top,
Separate the man from the man dem, find out who's real and who's not.
Can't take the heat? Then get out the kitchen and gimme the pot!
You know what?
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
I used to sit on the settee eatin' a tin of spaghetti,
Now women think that I'm sexy because I been on the telly.
Car like 007, them alloys spin in Pirellis,
I'm with a gold diggin' heffa, I call her Miss Moneypenny.
Well, is it real? Is it fake? Somebody gimme a break.
I grew up on minimum wage and I grew up in an estate,
These rappers callin' me bruh, and they can't even relate,
Are they even ready and willin' do anythin' that it takes?
I saw my teacher from college, she says she thinks that I'm great,
I'm gonna give her the D ‘cause she never gimme an A,
She's tryna get in my jeans, I'm tryna kick off my J's,
Take off my D&Gs and give her my DNA ‘cause
All these bitches be lovin' me, sippin' my bubbly.
Watchin' ‘Hangover' hungover, be the quickest recovery,
Couple bad grades, I did shit in my study leave,
And now she wants my name and a kiss on them double D's,
And I love it.
[Bridge: Labrinth]
I've got too much love to burn, babe,
Ain't got no time to exchange words, babe
Things to do, people to see,
Yeah, I guess we all gotta play the game.
[Chorus]
Well, I'm a lover not a fighter,
So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now
‘Cause I came for kicks not for arguments.
No, woah oh oh, ‘cause I'm a lover not a fighter.
Leave a message after the beep
Hello?
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots,
I feel like Cruella de Vil, the way I be stealin' the spot.
When all the shutters is down, bitch, we be still in the shop,
I shop for clothes when it's closed, that's why I feel like the boss,
In my vintage eBay watch, that's why I feel like the Hoff.
Weren't gonna wait for no institute not to gimme a job,
These critics givin' me bollocks, that's why I give ‘em my crotch,
These paps are gettin' too nosey, that's why I give ‘em my snot,
‘Cause I just tripled my cost of livin': steak, salmon, lobster, chicken,
That's made in my Boffi kitchen by Rosa Dacosta women.
Come from Disturbin' London, the city of foster children,
Grateful what God has given, save us from constant sin
In the city of God, I'm from the city of God.
Bitch, I've been up in the Shard, I really been at the top,
Separate the man from the man dem, find out who's real and who's not.
Can't take the heat? Then get out the kitchen and gimme the pot!
You know what?
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
I used to sit on the settee eatin' a tin of spaghetti,
Now women think that I'm sexy because I been on the telly.
Car like 007, them alloys spin in Pirellis,
I'm with a gold diggin' heffa, I call her Miss Moneypenny.
Well, is it real? Is it fake? Somebody gimme a break.
I grew up on minimum wage and I grew up in an estate,
These rappers callin' me bruh, and they can't even relate,
Are they even ready and willin' do anythin' that it takes?
I saw my teacher from college, she says she thinks that I'm great,
I'm gonna give her the D ‘cause she never gimme an A,
She's tryna get in my jeans, I'm tryna kick off my J's,
Take off my D&Gs and give her my DNA ‘cause
All these bitches be lovin' me, sippin' my bubbly.
Watchin' ‘Hangover' hungover, be the quickest recovery,
Couple bad grades, I did shit in my study leave,
And now she wants my name and a kiss on them double D's,
And I love it.
[Bridge: Labrinth]
I've got too much love to burn, babe,
Ain't got no time to exchange words, babe
Things to do, people to see,
Yeah, I guess we all gotta play the game.
[Chorus]
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