Skepta - Ed Hardy Party lyrics

[Verse 1: Skepta] I've got some dumb Ed Hardy jeans actually Dumb Ed Hardy belts actually Dumb Ed Hardy shades actually My bedroom's like an Ed Hardy factory Some dumb Ed Hardy creps Walking with a dumb Ed Hardy what? I've got so much Ed Hardy clothes I could open my own Ed Hardy shop but You man are dry like you ain't creamed before I shot in a place you ain't been before The Ed Hardy dan wearing some Ed Hardy watches you ain't seen before I'm peaking, me and Stryder come through on a flea ting The shopkeeper, he knows it's a P ting Walk in the shop on a D Double E ting like "yo boss, it's me again!" Yes it's me again, show me a new Ed My garments cost an arm and a leg Man are like "Skeppy, you're k**ing 'em Dredd!" Taliban stylie, we kamikaze, too much style for the party And if it's not a Star in the Hood or Boy Better Know t-shirt then it's gotta be Ed Hardy [Hook: Skepta and (Tinchy Stryder) x4] (It's an Ed Hardy party) I've got a lot of it, but I still want more (It's an Ed Hardy party) If I see it in the shop then I walk through the door [Verse 2: Tinchy Stryder] I look just like a rockstar now in my Ed Hardy Went to the Ed Hardy launch party I came back looking fresh, call me Ed Hardy Taliban stylie, we kamikaze Ed Hardy jeans are mean [?] Chains all long, some next skulls on 'em Tiger's face got next blings on 'em Yeah, who dares in here? Step to the Ed Hardy [?], not here Cloud 9 Stryder, Ed Hardy wearer Skepta's extreme with her like Sarah I'm [?] like Marc Vera I can talk about garms from now to hours later This Ed Hardy top cost paper Yo, Ruff Sqwad is the clique, they know [?] Don't really do bright polos Still stand out and the black tat shows [?] Skulled out like it's rock and roll Keep it flea from head to toe in my Ed clothes, [?] go [Hook: Skepta and Tinchy Stryder x4]