Na Na (feat. Wiley)

Na, Na, Na, Na

Na, Na, Na, Na

Na, Na, Na, Na

I am a rapper slash 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 caller's wana carry on blinging up my line

I'm happy to remindddd them that if their gal was to see me on there one's they would wana bang me or give me shines

Dappa X, white gold chain ripper,

Crack pusher

Man if needs be last man that put his hands on my chain found himself in a...

Scarred all greazy ni

Nananizzle,

North east south west, whole of the country

I'm kinda famous, thanks poppsy

If you want food, stay around Dubsy

C's got the lend ting, trust me

Bun your cheap talk (pop pop)

Who do you think I am

See me me me I'm on a mad ting

You don't understand

Never will I sing sing to the feds like couple man I no

Snitch... plonkahh... fool

Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin

You have the right to represent London

Know me

Nana naiinaii

Nana naiinaii

[Tulisa:]

If you got your own whip and your earning paper

Then you have the right to be a heart breaker

Nana naiinaii

Nana naiinaii

[Wiley:]

Man up, producer, artist, MC

Killer everytime I go to pick a mike up frank

There's already true rider

We will talk billers

If you listen to my new album

When there's no thrillers

Gota n-dubz be cool chiller

Mum sed stay away from tha goldiggers

But I ain't guna lie

I like sharing tha chee

And like staring

And on tha bus

I care it's Sex after dinner

I'm a wheeler dealer

Hash brown & wine

T-shirts, 9 tracksuit

With tha black Fila

I didn't never wana follow others

I'm a leader

Say I was a fool

But I ain't gone breeder

Catch a couple haters

Call me a cheater

Got a couple of fans

So Now I don't need ya

Naii

It's only right I'm wearing my Rolex

Hello standard procedure

Bun your cheap talk (pop pop)

Who do you think I am

See me me me I'm on a mad ting

You don't understand

Never will I sing sing to the feds like couple man I no

Snitch... plonkahh... fool

Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin

You have the right to represent London

Know me

Nana naiinaii

Nana naiinaii

[Tulisa:]

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 till you see what I end up wiv, mils

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 world go round

The same way the money makes

These girls go down

Blatantly killing dem

No more paying man hundred pounds

Straight ten grand minimum

My car, my house my bills,

These fuckers know the deal,

Cause they're all paid by me (tell me T)

I got my own money, and I

Ain't looking for no footballers

So if you want to bring it too me,

Let's take it back

I will defeat you

Bun your cheap talk (pop pop)

Who do you think I am

See me me me I'm on a mad ting

You don't understand

Never will I sing sing to the feds like couple man I no

Snitch... plonkahh... fool

Yo if you stackin up p and you ain't on frontin

You have the right to represent London

Know me

Nana naiinaii

Nana naiinaii

[Tulisa:]

If you got your own whip and your earning paper

Then you have the right to be a heart breaker

Nana naiinaii

Nana naiinaii

Telilaa...

Hahaha

Hahaha

Na Nanini

Nananini (this is)

Na nanini

Nananini (this is)