Lyrics:
'm makin'
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom of bottom, to the top of the pots
Nigga London, Japan
a million in a week
Takin' off her clothes 'fore I begin to speak like, "Gimme cheeks"
Been to London, been to France, go there if you get the chance
Been
brought on by himself
If a second chance were offered
And she could love me like before
I'd go back to the end and start over again
On 12-12-84 (Twelve
know what love is
In London we love by not firing hate
They try to put us to blame
It's the way we were raised
By the city that made us this way
Look
And had me on the back of a motorcycle
Then crashed in the side of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco
It's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
It ain't a day that go by that I don't think about you
Don't play around with love, under the love spell
(Yeah, women are smart, women are smart)
don't wanna be all by myself
at twelve o'clock on a friday night in London
i've been here and there - i've been everywhere
seen everything there's to see
that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
year.
In the London lights, our love so bright,
Guided by the stars at night,
Your laughter echoes, a sweet refrain,
In this city, joy remains.
So
tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act
[intro sample on you''re in a bad way version:]
You asked me to make a record of my voice. Well here it is. What you want me to say is I love you.
was a dream, I was livin' in Rome
And then I moved to London, bought a brand new home
And everywhere I went, I drew lots of attention
Like a stretch
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay
I wish, I
fucked and the bottom line is they still would
I just wanna fuck my nigga in peace, but all my old niggas still love me (ah)
Niggas ain't hit this pussy
relapse
International Gunna, I been all across the map
She love my persona, ain't no cap in none of my raps
I'm in London, and these bitches lookin' at me
up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money,
London (Yeah)
I get the bag in London
I got a bitch from London
She on my dick, she on top
She's jealous?
Fuck off... (Ouh)
She love me?
Fuck off... (Ouh)
'm makin'
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom of bottom, to the top of the pots
Nigga London, Japan
dangerous
I'm screamin' free Melly from London (slatt)
On the phone with London
Gotta keep a gun
Fell in love with blue hundreds
I'm duckin' 12 for Melly
off to the side (whoa, shit)
Oh say can you see a hundred dead bodies in the street?
By the dawn's early light, double Sprite, and a R.I.p. Tee
So
like a peacock
I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit
Her hair and her nails did show me love
Ya man say he got good green show me some bud
On the floors of Tokyo
Down in London town's a go-go
With the record selection
And the mirror's reflection
I'm a-dancing with myself
Oh, when
House Mafia
You can find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter
I'll wake up in the morning
The heart is not judged
By how much you love, but
By how much you're loved by others
I'll always remember the night that we met
Was it May
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