Know My Ting song by Ghetts from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is UK, Rap, Grime music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Know My Ting Meaning
| [[Intro: Shakka] Yeah (I-i-i-incredible) [Chorus: Shakka] Run out of rum, re-up the cup Ah, you know my ting She wants to love cause of the hug 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 home and ting Fam, you know my ting Fam, you know my ting, shut up [Verse 1: Ghetts] Rude boy Got your baby in my new toy I made Abbie National I took Nat west before you Lloyd My turn I was in this queue before you joined IBIS, night shift She don’t deserve no penthouse viewpoint , [Pre-Chorus: Ghetts] Don gorgon, don dada Dun all of them, man’s 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 [Chorus: Shakka] Run out of rum, re-up the cup Ah, you know my ting She wants to laugh cause 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 home and ting Fam, you know my ting Fam, you know my ting, shut up , [Verse 2: Ghetts] Bad man Your 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 [Pre-Chorus: Ghetts] Don gorgon, don dada Dun all of them, man’s 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 [Chorus: Shakka] Run out of rum, re-up the cup Ah, you know my ting She wants to laugh cause 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 home and ting Fam, you know my ting Fam, you know my ting, shut up , [Chorus: Shakka] Run out of rum, re-up the cup Ah, you know my ting She wants to laugh cause 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 home and ting Fam, you know my ting Fam, you know my ting, shut up] |
