Lyrics:
Let’s take a trip, I know you thinking bout it
Cause All these single women, ain’t no single outing
Uhhh, She from Paris, but she thinking bout the UK
(on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like
my dues for a two-mile queue
Don't need to read reviews if you can't do the things I do
Oh, let me invite you to my world
Oh, I been on for
You don't do internet but let me interject
I'll send u off in the Mail one time
I ain't jealous of London why would I wanna go London man I'd rather
that would be left
See young niggas like me will break you off something
Claiming my city but, Dre, you ain't from Compton
Niggas like y'all is what I
that would be left
See young niggas like me will break you off something
Claiming my city but, Dre, you ain't from Compton
Niggas like y'all is what I
and tangle
Testin' the angles (grrah)
Up in the bank though, I got the same goals (they absolutely adore me in London)
You with the same hoes, I like
up whenever; whatever's clever (One time)
[Big Shug]
Stroll your way; you know you want me (Bo!)
So bring your game over here to the bar
You
who doth not know
The full desire of this prisoner
You walk where angels fear to go
Thou shalt soon embrace the reckoner
Now and then a question would
who doth not know
The full desire of this prisoner
You walk where angels fear to go
Thou shalt soon embrace the reckoner
Now and then a question would
you know? (Ayy, baby tell me, would you ride for a nigga?)
I remember seein' a little homie got hit up (Baby tell me, would you die for a nigga?)
This one there for the boys and girls
Yh, big up the London sound
If you don't know London
Don't know West side
No gas you better whip round
Cause we
you think it would come to this?
I'm never releasing another diss
Pooja's songs are coming too thick
All these gang wars, London made it
Karma officers,
retreat
Straight from London, she out in the East
Let her shop and she keep the receipts
Don't you tell him you got it from me
After this, I'ma need
of the rap metal sentry
We're the cannon fodder of the 21st century
Two years no convictions 'till 2020
You thought we'd just forget, that we would let it rest
Winters come and summers go
Last time round for all we know
Wonder what the time is in London
As they tear this world apart
Step by step it
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
know how
When I can't even see what's coming after me
Let's join and play fetch
Don't care if I make a mess
Let's join and play fetch
With what you say
Had to face the mask i couldn't detach before
Most of ya'll are dead for me i tagged your toe
But when they ask you if you know me you brag for sure
hearth and a clear fire for me,
For I'll be back, my girl, before you know it.'
Then lightly rocking baby's cradle and he,
This pretty, puny, weakly little
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
up the duffles light by an oz,
He told me,
He’s sorry said come on Money you know me,
I’ll promise till you get you I won’t even get no sleep,
Nigga
and you
Yeah i know you think about it
Like a lot
Let me take you to your favorite spot
Don’t worry about the price
All you gotta do is shop
Because you
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