Lyrics:
hot weather
I was a candidate for club 18-30
but I've been through all that shit before
British people in hot weather
That's it, I'm looking
Generation of smokers banned from clubs and bars,
We got bus lanes but we all drive cars!
[Xain]
Cwmbran and Swindon too,
This world belongs to you,
From
to the queen of England
Fish and chips i be on this shit
Diamonds legit, yo girl boutta hit
I'm with J, and her teeth she bit
In a club, it's boutta get lit
Welcome to our club, we don't mind what you ride, be it sports-bike, cruiser or commuter
Classic, bagger, chopper, bobber, cafe-racer,
the grades but I had myself a major league fastball
Got a call from the minor leagues in Wichita and blew out my arm the first year, yeah
Well, I took a good
the grades but I had myself a major league fastball
Got a call from the minor leagues in Wichita and blew out my arm the first year, yeah
Well, I took
where you park your lap they say they're gonna catch you slipping on your way to work
Are coming at that club full of irking jerk and once you find your
certain clubs, you still can glimpse
Matured or embryonic Blimps
Vivaciously speculating as to what became of who
They order pites and call for choder
certain clubs, you still can glimpse
Matured or embryonic Blimps
Vivaciously speculating as to what became of who
They order pites and call for choder
kicked straight out the club
I got too much drip
Could be London or Madrid
And I don't want no damn kids
So, please hop off of my dick
Yea, them bitches
I'll throw bands inside the strip club
But I'll never ever ever tip on a thot
No I ain't into drawing straws but I know I'll pull a stick on a opp
Brooks
Like ten cars, from Tahoe's to Windstars
I been hardly helped, let it sing God
Diminish, I'm a bull dog, breathing British
You ain't side cause
Joni's lighthearted take on "London Bridge" was a crowd
pleaser in her mid-sixties club show,
before she signed her first recording contract.
This
came back from London left a British girl behind me
I've been moving fast, but I am no race car
If you wanna mess with me you gotta work hard
I got
a while
She likes access to your bank account
She likes dollars, pesos and british pounds
She likes money only in high amounts
Baby is cool she knows
a while
She likes access to your bank account
She likes dollars, she likes British pounds
She likes money only in high amounts
Baby's cool, she knows
a while
She likes access to your bank account
She likes dollars, she likes British pounds
She likes money only in high amounts
Baby, she cool she
when Victoria was Queen.
In restaurants and dining-cars,
In messes, clubs and hotel bars
They try to maintain tradition in the way it's always
le billet d'un dollar, 1776
Leur technique, instaurer la confusion
Centraliser le pouvoir
Contrôler l'information fbi, cia, mi5, mi6
Britishs et
but he calls me Pharma
Swing by Doja's, get lit like Madonna
Spitting up bars like a Minecraft llama
Me and my girls in the club make it groovy
To get
and the stars, some say I'll soon be doomed for them bars
But I could be caught, pissy clubs, saloons and some bars
Industry think that they grooming a star nah
them bars
But I could be caught - pissy clubs
Saloons and some bars
Industry think that they grooming
A star - nah
I'm more like a thug misproving
bitch
I want you to come to the front
Of the club right now)
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(I got somethin' to eat for you) uh huh
I just found
your pals rum
Back to Rolls
Back to private plane
The mile high club a figment of memory lane
British cars with the logo of a feline
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