Lucky C**t Lyrics - Happy Birthday - Tinie Tempah

[tinie tempah] 

please don't tell the bishop i've been sippin' on some sizzurp 

got a dirty chick named lisa, use her tongue just like a lizard 

i don't even know the difference between halloween and christmas 

i'm? meets harry potter, i'ma muthaf-cking wizard, ha 

reporting to you live via satellite 

or in a sex tape with a girl who say she camera shy 

helena bonham carter man, you speak, she aint actin' right 

your niggas dicks sound pussy: hermaphrodite 

been partying for 4 weeks, hope them papers never saw me 

hundred thousand dollar whip but still nobody will insure me 

having orgies in the?, bitches tryna jersey shore me 

i aint leavin' las vegas, you gon' have to come deport me 

ha, rum-pum-pa-pum, we at the bacardi table 

a couple girls of live coke, we call em charlie's angels 

december, january, february, march and april 

disturbing london baby, f-ck them other nasty labels 

hickory, dickory i just had an epiphany 

why'd i call myself tinie, if i keep thinking about bigamy 

they put me in rehab, i'ma go jail for polygamy 

ding dong special delivery 

this a moment in history 

news just in, another number 1 

ask the club for 20 bottles and a couple blunts 

hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come 

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii) 

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii) 

look at the muthaf-ckin lucky (whoa) 

hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come 

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii) 

[big sean] 

don't f-ck a man when i pass by 

i'm pass how, that tinie shit, might pass out 

i p-p-p-ick that money up then dash out i'm bigger than your dads house 

holding big ass bags of weed, look like i'm finna take the trash out 

head so good i don't need to f-ck 

20 f-cking bottles i don't need a cup 

looking like i'm bar tending, chillin somewhere thats off limits 

vip i'm all in it, me and my crew was all winning 

20 cars thats all tinted, vroom, vroom, that sh-t cost bitches 

hoes jumpin' from my balls 

man, the ref just might call goaltending 

boi, bitch i do my thang 

got all these bad bitches tryna do my thing 

i made a promise that i'm never going broke 

f-ck a rainy day, i aint never gonna soak 

watch me take a little bit then flip it into mo' 

niggas flippin' out tryna touch the shit 

then i? your ass to a ghost 

rolex is my ticker, i'm off that liquor than lick her 

her panties slippin' and sliding, i'm in that pussy no wiskers 

oh thats your girl, my bad my nigga, come get her 

she probably answering the door, wearing my slippers 

boii i do it