Tinie Tempah
Tinie Tempah - Mosh Pit songtekst
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Yeah, all my gually guap shit, I think I lost it I be what they talking about and why they gossip This for them ghetto kids and them posh kids I make them turn us because I'm up a couple notches Them Jordans sneaks up in my feet looking spotless I be on that heavy metal wave and that rock shit Bitch, I'm 30 000 feet, meet me in my cockpit I be in the middle of a motherfucking mosh pit Living kinda lavish, fashion week in Milan, fashion week in Paris Every day I'm fucking someone different on my mattress I be one night standing, not tryna be romantic Get it tiny Tinie but I'm 'bout to be gigantic It's a madness every single time, I'm landing back and spastick A thing about the Ritz and now I'm nagging at the Grammy Good music I be mashing like I'm angry Mind over matter, you ain't need to know My life with you don't even matter Mind over matter, you ain't need to know My life with you don't even matter