Lyrics:
London Bop
I do my London Bop
Go get money up top go home go Sloane then London shop
Anywhere inside the m25 that's my little London spot
I ain't
The hours were long and the work was dirty
Out in the Indies where the rum is brewed
Had me a drop and got me kidneys too
London River, oh, the London River
3am in london I been up and down these streets,
3am in london wishing me and you could meet,
3am in london I been wondering where you been,
3am in
Tuu Ra
Call me Fasache
Oh hi
Uh uh
Rankee Oluwa Rankee Oluwa Rankee
Tuugod
Eh yah ah ah
See my London girl me ah go follow you straight
London, Paris, see that Lamborghini outside
We can share it, J and B without the marriage
Horse and carriage, señorita
Snapchat dog filters live from
beheaded (yeah)
For the ones who wish it on me, hope these niggas perish
We was flying over London, wasn't interference (nah)
But I could see it all, I
(Yeah)
For the ones who wish it on me, hope these niggas perish
We was flying over London, wasn't interference (Nah)
But I could see it all, I saw my
ready
Head for East with my headphones on
Garage anthems in my ears to possess me
Studio time, get work done before we get to the night
Making everybody
Roll up another one, I got kush in my lungs
I got the work in the back of the carriage, horses in front
Yeah shawty roll up a Backwoods and light it
The Brunel Museum: Located in the heart of London, the Brunel Museum is dedicated to the life and work of the famous engineer Isambard Kingdom Brunel.
My friend, welcome to the Carpathians
I am anxiously expecting you
At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will
Bring you to me
I trust
in London
And a reporter asked him
Doctor, what's wrong with men today
And the great doctor was silent a moment and then he said
Men simply don't
on the spree.
I saw the mayor of London there. That's who I went to see.
He came along in a carriage and a pair.
I shouted, "come on, boys! All throw your hats
on the spree.
I saw the mayor of London there. That's who I went to see.
He came along in a carriage and a pair.
I shouted, "come on, boys! All throw your hats
On a building-site
They work you so hard
But we trained to fight
We were in London
Lets do it, lets break the law!
We were in London
Tell it like it is
We
3, 4, 5...
Carriages and I'm still thinking bout you
I'm at work bagging all these groceries
Thinking what I should do with my homies
But you keep
There's nothing rich folks love more
Than going downtown and slummin' it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk at the students in
the Ganja.
One day I had to catch a train from Birmingham to London
half way on my journey was approached by this white roughian.
With greasy hair and scruffy
your carriage on 20in things
Hush baby don’t worry bout jack
Daddy’s in the studio trying to get on the map
Trying to make a few mill off the verses I
There's an ivory tower filled with parasites
Who can't distinguish wrong from right
Work in the shadows peddling their lies
No-one can reach them
On a building-site
They work you so hard
But we trained to fight
We were in London
Lets do it - lets break the law!
We were in London
Tell it like it is
We
When i open my mouth for the speech
They call me ‘omo britico London’
Bring the fire hustle in the streets
Green white green - yh we run run
Ooo
on the spree.
I saw the mayor of London there. That's who I went to see.
He came along in a carriage and a pair.
I shouted, "come on, boys! All throw your hats
the lights shining down on London
The city where the river turns to waves
From the streets to the buildings stood above them
Sing its song as the symphony
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