Na Na Lyrics - Against All Odds - N-dubz

Na, na, naii, naii 

Na, na, naii, naii 

Na, na, naii, naii 

Na, na, naii, naii 

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 wanna carry on blinging up my line 

I'm happy to reminded 

them that if their gal was to see me on there one's 

they would wanna 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, plonkahha fool 

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

You have the right to represent London 

Know me 

Na na naii naii 

Na na 

If you got your own whip and your earning paper 

Then you have the right to be a heart breaker know me 

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 said stay away from the goldiggers 

But I ain't gonna lie 

I like sharing the chee and like staring and none of us are caring 

Sex after dinner 

I'm a wheeler dealer 

Hash brown and wine T-shirts, 9 tracksuit with the black Fila 

I didn't never wanna follow others I'm a leader 

Say I was a fool but I am a good reader 

Catch a couple haters call me a cheater 

Got a couple of fans and now I don't need ya, naii 

Its 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 

Na na naii naii 

Na na naii naii 

If you got your own whip and your earning paper 

Then you have the right to be a heart breaker 

Wait till you see what I end up wiv, mils 

Muma didn't raise no dumb kid 

Came from the dirt and look at mans merk 

But now I'm in the Beamer one series turbs 

Money, money makes the world go round 

The same way the money makes the 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 

Snitc, plonkahh fool 

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

You have the right to represent London know me 

Na na naii naii 

Na na naii naii 

If you got your own whip and your earning paper 

Then you have the right to be a heart breaker 

Na na naii naii 

Na na naii naii 

Na na naii naii 

Na na naii naii