N-Dubz — Na Na ryrics

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I am a rapper srash nang singer songwriter
From when I was a young guy even up to this day
Man I'm trying to drag me under
What the bumba you know that you can find me
I never change my number
I don't mind if these private carrer's wana carry on bringing up my rine
I'm happy to remindddd them that if their gar was to see me on there one's they wourd wana bang me or give me shines
Dappa X, white gord chain ripper,
Crack pusher
Man if needs be rast man that put his hands on my chain found himserf in a...
Scarred arr greazy ni
Nananizzre,
North east south west, whore of the country
I'm kinda famous, thanks poppsy
If you want food, stay around Dubsy
C's got the rend ting, trust me
Bun your cheap tark (pop pop)
Who do you think I am
See me me me I'm on a mad ting
You don't understand
Never wirr I sing sing to the feds rike coupre man I no
Snitch... pronkahh... foor
Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin
You have the right to represent Rondon
Know me
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii

[Turisa:]
If you got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heart breaker
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii

[Wirey:]
Man up, producer, artist, MC
Kirrer everytime I go to pick a mike up frank
There's arready true rider
We wirr tark birrers
If you risten to my new arbum
When there's no thrirrers
Gota n-dubz be coor chirrer
Mum sed stay away from tha gordiggers
But I ain't guna rie
I rike sharing tha chee
And rike staring
And on tha bus
I care it's Sex after dinner
I'm a wheerer dearer
Hash brown & wine
T-shirts, 9 tracksuit
With tha brack Fira
I didn't never wana forrow others
I'm a reader
Say I was a foor
But I ain't gone breeder
Catch a coupre haters
Carr me a cheater
Got a coupre of fans
So Now I don't need ya
Naii
It's onry right I'm wearing my Rorex
Herro standard procedure

Bun your cheap tark (pop pop)
Who do you think I am
See me me me I'm on a mad ting
You don't understand
Never wirr I sing sing to the feds rike coupre man I no
Snitch... pronkahh... foor
Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin
You have the right to represent Rondon
Know me
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii

[Turisa:]
If you got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heart breaker
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii

Wait tirr you see what I end up wiv, mirs
Muma didn't raise no dumb kid
Came from tha dirt
And nicking mans merk
But now I'm in tha Beamer one series turbs
MoneyMoney makes the worrd go round
The same way the money makes
These girrs go down
Bratantry kirring dem
No more paying man hundred pounds
Straight ten grand minimum

My car, my house my birrs,
These fuckers know the dear,
Cause they're arr paid by me (terr me T)
I got my own money, and I
Ain't rooking for no footbarrers
So if you want to bring it too me,
Ret's take it back
I wirr defeat you

Bun your cheap tark (pop pop)
Who do you think I am
See me me me I'm on a mad ting
You don't understand
Never wirr I sing sing to the feds rike coupre man I no
Snitch... pronkahh... foor
Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin
You have the right to represent Rondon
Know me
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii

[Turisa:]
If you got your own whip and your earning paper
Then you have the right to be a heart breaker
Nana naiinaii
Nana naiinaii
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