Fekky, Tempa T - Rudeboy Ting lyrics

Yeah haha
Fekky what you saying Tempz? (Teeeempz)
You know what we do man
You know what the fuck we do man
Fekky, Fekky, Fekky, Fekky, Fekky

I'm on a rude boy ting
Yeah they better let the rudeboys in
I'm out here, I ain't worried about a thing
I'm just doing my thing it's a rude boy ting
I'm on a rude boy ting
Yeah they better let the rudeboys in
I'm out here, I ain't worried about a thing
I'm just doing my thing it's a rude boy ting

Fekky, Get your boss out here
Tell them Fekky's here
And if your boss can't hear it, everywhere
I'm on a rude boy ting, I don't care
They're soft
Man will stuff them like a teddybear
Straight paper, bags in the bag boy
Tell Puffy come holla at a badboy
(real badboy) hood boy, I'm eating good
I'm getting fat boy chicks loving my GB swag
Big Fekky, I'm a cool lad
I just have a laugh, I don't move mad
But, if you bring war, it's on your headback
You can't violate my team
You must've went mad
Stunt like this, it cost a few bags
Yeah I lost a few bags, I made a few back
She said her boyfriend's name
I was like who's that jump in the whip, stop

I'm on a rude boy ting
Yeah they better let the rudeboys in
I'm out here, I ain't worried about a thing
I'm just doing my thing it's a rude boy ting
Rude boy ting let the rudeboys in
I ain't worried about a thing
It's a rude boy ting

Better let the rudeboys in
Or we let the two toys spin
It's not a schoolboy ting
We flex how we wanna, we do this ting
Bun that, let the rudeboy in
I don't care if you're locking the door
Drag man, drag man out the way
And I'll kick off the whole damn door
Knows his ting, no way
I think it's about time you let
The rudeboy in, them man
You don't want no war
They don't wan't the rudeboys in
Because if they let the rudeboys in
(Tempz and Fekky)
We'll come and shut down everyting
(Shut down) know that we do this ting
Shut down, everyone knows this
Everyone knows that we can't shut down
Ask man, we do this ting, come here
We're gonna spray rounds
Shut down, it's a rudeboy ting
Act up, get your headtop spin
And I walked straight in shut down

I'm on a rude boy ting
Yeah they better let the rudeboys in
I'm out here, I ain't worried about a thing
I'm just doing my thing
It's a rude boy ting (Shut up)
Rude boy ting (Rude boy) let the rudeboys in
I ain't worried about a thing
It's a rude boy ting b-b-b-b-b bang