Til I'm Gone Lyrics - Foreign Object - Tinie Tempah

[Chorus] 

I grew tired of the same, then one night 

Packed my things, told the one I love 

I'll be back one day 

Through the fight, through the pain 

Booked a flight, took a plane 

Told her not to cry 

I'll be back one day 

Been dreaming this since I was young 

So baby girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone) 

Til I'm gone (gone) 

Til I'm gone (gone) 

I buy time in switzerland 

I drive round in monaco 

I shook hands with royalty 

I make songs that monarchs know 

Ti ti ti la so fa? 

Mi mi mi ra do? 

Call me aloe blacc 'cause I need that dollar yo 

Ha ha 

Hic-hic-hiccup 

Blame it on the liquor 

I came through like a stick up 

Now I'm ballin' like a kick up 

I be cutting off these bitches like an episode of nip tuck 

And yes I am the best man, I'm so sorry bout the mix up 

Come out and play, pour out another bottle 

Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow 

I do it for the thrill 

You know I love the rush 

And once you get me going I can never get enough 

I grew tired of the same, then one night 

Packed my things, told the one I love 

I'll be back one day 

Through the fight, through the pain 

Booked a flight, took a plane 

Told her not to cry 

I'll be back one day 

Been dreaming this since I was young 

So baby girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone) 

Til I'm gone (gone) 

Til I'm gone 

But I wont be gone for too long 

In Amsterdam, and Milan 

Just came off Aussie tour 

You've never seen this thing before? 

I'm the one like 2 plus 3 

M-m-m-minus four 

Fe-fe-fe-fi-fo-fum 

Every time that I climb a stalk 

Yeah, yeah, I'm honest I landed in a rocket 

With a crown inside my watch and silver peace sign on my bonnet 

You don't need a thermometer to tell you who's the hottest 

Ip dip do muthafucker you are not it 

Come out and play, pour out another bottle 

Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow 

I do it for the thrill 

You know I love the rush 

And once you get me going I can never get enough 

[Chorus] 

OK I'm in it, I'm in it to the finish 

I keep them bottles coming like my card ain't got no limit 

Got some friends that playing football 

And some friends that playing cricket 

And a mistress that is fine like a fucking parking ticket 

Ha ha 

I said I'm in it, I'm in it til the finish 

I keep them bottles coming til there ain't nothing in it 

I'm like Mario on mushrooms 

I'm like Popeye on some spinach 

We gon' keep it coming till I no speaka no English 

Ah 

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