Lyrics

Take him out to London Never fall they know my bridge a ten London so ill when she do drill It sound like british men London so new york Yankee fitted on with timberlands When project princess drop Bitches dying Queen Elizabeth Bringing the heat like Im satan Seeing more green than Jamaicans Told me wait on my turn just be patient I just be eating these bitches No graces They know that I'm reppin the Gaza Ain't nothing to duppy a pagan I'm who these bitches be copying Never be equal So fuck ya equations (Yoooo) Nuh Gyal cyan run in my gaff Everyting get shell When mi send fi di dawgs My sister, my fam, my AK Gun dem pull up inna car like swat Hand pon trigga it Ah reach head back Bad gyal nuh get stuck like prop Call mi di dolly Cause ah mi dem ah follow Down to mi hair All mi style dem adopt Take him out to London Never fall they know my bridge a ten London so ill when she do drill It sound like British men London so new york Yankee fitted on with timberlands When project princess drop Bitches dying Queen Elizabeth Pushing buttons we leave them on reset Got more bars then a kid playing recess Everything I be doing a statement Like them niggas who live in a precinct I can't be beefing with bitches who fanned out Hate I'm becoming a mean threat Heard the labels is trynna invest now Been the one all you bitches is rejects Dying to be me they can't even be next Easy to sell me they Putting my mug on the market Trynna go Bigger Like Harper bizzard pics Treating these niggas like valle Gotta wait for the pussy then park em Bidding wars on my name Now they throwing a ticket like auctions They still couldn't top me regardless Bye bye bye Take him out to london Never fall they know my bridge a ten London so ill when she do drill It sound like British men London so new york Yankee -fitted on with timberlands When project princess drop Bitches dying Queen Elizabeth
Writer(s): Juliana Jonhope Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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