Tag: London

[Intro: Dae Dae]
I just came up on a fucking lick ho
I’m not going for it shit no more
I just turned up for my motherfucking homies
Where you were when I was going through that bullshit?
Where you were when I was going through that bullshit?
(We got London on the track)

[Verse 1: Dae Dae]
Daddy got three, my brother took a two
Been through so much shit, feel like I got shit to lose
Road to hell way hot, my daddy out in there
I just made your big homie pipe down, ya-ya
Ain’t nothing to play with, I got childrens
Lil bitch, where you were when it was blurry? Ya-ya-ya
A lot of shit done changed, my mama doing good, ya
I been spending a lot of money on shit I shouldn’t
Live like a movie, this shit outrageous
I just dropped that motherfucking (?)
Then they came up on that shit ridiculous
In Atlanta trap you heard that definition, ya-ya

[Hook: Dae Dae]
Bullshit, going through that bullshit
Where-where you was?
Where you was when I was going through that bullshit?
Where-where you was? Yeah

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Woah, nigga where you was?
I done trapped on boulevard where they was screaming cuz
And when I trapped on boulevard I was still a blood
That Glock 40 with a 30, nigga facts nigga
Young Savage got a lot of fucking racks nigga
Young Savage get a pussy nigga whacked nigga
Where your ass was at when I ain’t had scraps nigga?
Now you on Louis V and red bottoms, stop it ho
I came straight from the bottom and I’m cocky ho
Ain’t no convo if those panties ain’t dropping ho
You better suck me, you better fuck me
Knock your favorite rapper over like Humpty
When I was young, girl’s cousin used to hunch me
I got rich, my baby mamas tryna dump me
They like “why your engine right there where your trunk be?”
Bull shit, bitch you know that pussy funky
Milly Rock, Milly Rock, diamonds do the Milly Rock
Bullshit, bullshit, you can get a full clip
Pull up in something nasty nigga, yeah I’m on that “oh shit”
Bitch you know I’m tacky, know I’m hot, know I got pull bitch

[Dae Dae]
Bullshit, going through that bullshit
Where-where you was?
Where you was when I was going through that bullshit?
Where-where you was? Yeah

[Intro: Dae Dae]
I just came up on a fucking lick ho
I’m not going for it shit no more
I just turned up for my motherfucking homies
Where you were when I was going through that bullshit?
Where you were when I was going through that bullshit?
(We got London on the track)

[Verse 1: Dae Dae]
Daddy got three, my brother took a two
Been through so much shit, feel like I got shit to lose
Road to hell way hot, my daddy out in there
I just made your big homie pipe down, ya-ya
Ain’t nothing to play with, I got childrens
Lil bitch, where you were when it was blurry? Ya-ya-ya
A lot of shit done changed, my mama doing good, ya
I been spending a lot of money on shit I shouldn’t
Live like a movie, this shit outrageous
I just dropped that motherfucking (?)
Then they came up on that shit ridiculous
In Atlanta trap you heard that definition, ya-ya

[Hook: Dae Dae]
Bullshit, going through that bullshit
Where-where you was?
Where you was when I was going through that bullshit?
Where-where you was? Yeah

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Woah, nigga where you was?
I done trapped on boulevard where they was screaming cuz
And when I trapped on boulevard I was still a blood
That Glock 40 with a 30, nigga facts nigga
Young Savage got a lot of fucking racks nigga
Young Savage get a pussy nigga whacked nigga
Where your ass was at when I ain’t had scraps nigga?
Now you on Louis V and red bottoms, stop it ho
I came straight from the bottom and I’m cocky ho
Ain’t no convo if those panties ain’t dropping ho
You better suck me, you better fuck me
Knock your favorite rapper over like Humpty
When I was young, girl’s cousin used to hunch me
I got rich, my baby mamas tryna dump me
They like “why your engine right there where your trunk be?”
Bull shit, bitch you know that pussy funky
Milly Rock, Milly Rock, diamonds do the Milly Rock
Bullshit, bullshit, you can get a full clip
Pull up in something nasty nigga, yeah I’m on that “oh shit”
Bitch you know I’m tacky, know I’m hot, know I got pull bitch

[Dae Dae]
Bullshit, going through that bullshit
Where-where you was?
Where you was when I was going through that bullshit?
Where-where you was? Yeah

[Verse: Luciana]
Hey hey we’re the same breed
When we bleed bleed
Don’t you know I’m just like you
You in my zoo zoo
Take a walk walk
In my shoes I’m just like

[Pre-Chorus: Luciana]
Konnichiwa, Ibiza
Tokio to Manila
London to Brazilia
We go gorilla
Konnichiwa, Ibiza
Tokio to Manila
London to Brazilia
We go gorilla
[Chorus: Luciana]
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go gorilla
We go gorilla
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala

[Breakdown: Will Sparks, Tyron Hapi & Luciana]
Lala
Gorilla
Lalalala
Gorilla
Gorilla
We go gorilla

[Verse: Luciana]
Hey hey we’re the same breed
When we bleed bleed
Don’t you know I’m just like you
You in my zoo zoo
Take a walk walk
In my shoes I’m just like you

[Chorus: Luciana]
We go gorilla
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go

[Bridge: Luciana]
Ich ni san shi
Go roku shichi hachi

[Chorus: Luciana]
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala
We go gorilla
We go gorilla
We go gorilla
Gorillalalalalala

[Breakdown: Will Sparks, Tyron Hapi & Luciana]
Lala
Gorilla
Lalalala
Gorilla
Gorilla
We go gorilla

Look, I ain’t really with the talkin’, bitch I’m really ’bout that action
I’m runnin’ up a ticket and fuckin’ bitches in traffic
Got a hundred million dollars, I could give a fuck about a hater
Oh, they be with the snitchin’ and bitchin’, they like investigatin’
Ain’t tryna run down with that 4, let your homie know
All my niggas strapped like GI Joe, man you niggas toast
All you niggas pussy, lyin’, claimin’ you a real nigga
When we pull up and press your line, then we see who the real bitch is

And I’m just tryna pay no mind, won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us

I got too many felonies, my PO keep tellin’ me
To piss in a cup, don’t give a fuck, I’m ’bout to smoke my weed
Plottin’ in the club, man I wish a nigga plot on me
Thinkin’ you gon’ ball, I’mma slide, you gon’ rest in peace
I got a couple fans in my hand right now
Me and all my homies, know these bitches only fuck with Gs
Now I can see why you hatin’ me
All these bitches in the back of VIP, made that pussy leak
I can’t give that hoe a place to sleep, but that pussy free
Fuckin’ with my woods, throwin’ Ps, in London, gettin’ P
I’m just throwin’ on that Project Pat, [?]
Shoutout my nigga Juicy J, know I keep that drink on me
All the baddest bitches know

]
Won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us

A nigga a savage
Any car that you thought ’bout buyin’, I had it
My bitches the baddest
Any hoe that you thought about fuckin’, I smashed it
You spendin’ paper and plastic
Always tryna come up on a plug
Run a check up like I run her up
Bitches love fuckin’ with a thug
OHB, only hot bitches
Out here ballin’, too much confidence
100 B, ain’t no stoppin’ this
Out here brackin’, you need binoculars
See my team, diamonds immaculate
Sing sing, send ’em packages
Bang bang, in the line of fire
Then them niggas come after ya

And I’m just tryna pay no mind, won’t waste my time
Won’t give it all to a fuck nigga
Don’t wanna show ’em the thriller, nigga don’t make me a killer
You all pitchin’, we all hitters, don’t fuck with us

Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it
Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it

Look, light a spliff up
You know a nigga ain’t smokin’ it for the pictures
Section Boyz and Breezy in VIP
We gettin’ money and we ’bout to snatch your bitches
Go figure, OHB, ain’t no broke niggas
I see her poppin’ them pills, I let her roll with us
She say she wanted to chill, I let her smoke with us
I put my dick in and feel like a fuckin’ bow hit her
Damn girl, I know your nigga mad
Cause now I gotta buy a bigger bag
Diamond rings and poppin’ tags
And you still gon’ cheat with your bitch ass, haha
They callin’ me crazy
You know a nigga really got some screws loose
Yeah, but come try to lay
I got 100 killers on the other end of this Bluetooth

Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it

Man mash then dash it
Get cash, I stack and splash it
Get brick on thick, I’ll smash it
Bad B, she dash, not flash it
No E, she call me papi
Early morning, I get trappy
Dirty, that girl here trashy
Can’t smoke with man she’s ashy
War time, move black, no khaki
Them boy just foolin’ fasty
2 sharp, no them can’t style me
Step in the club in my trackies
Man put that girl in a taxi
She get down low on my lappy
Foreign jawns when I grab weed
Tell her run, make it snappy

Reebok, classic
Tracksuit with a package
Sip low plus I’m at it
Bang bang, make you back flip
Jar jar full of herbs
Bad bitches and curves
Swag surfin’, got the whip skrrtin’
Section Boyz, that’s the word
Never see me with a dead ting
No, big spliff make your head spin
London boy in a London ting
Man a act bad but they run from him
Tracksuit, hat and a T, phone bling
Run through pack onto a next ting
Grip it, dash it
Run up, clap it
Gang gang gang on the water log ting

Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it

My ting, the maddest
Ring ring, you have it?
Stink brick in the attic
Watch bro whip it in Hannas
All my bitches got manners
Linky link, love the mandem
Switch the sim at random
Bling bling, man’s flashin’
Where you comin’ from? Hattons
Your ting keeps attin’
Kinda embarrasin’
That’s a pussy like a javelin
Do it in the house I’m trappin’ in
Like oh oh, when I’m mashin’ it
She from 4, 4, but she travellin’
And when I’m in the squad, what’s happenin’?

Light it, ross it
If it’s acro, pass it
Them man all soft, them targets
I’ll take a man’s pack, go home and laught it
Off like a bastard, man’s charged up
If you tryna see a nigga, man’s chargin’
Fuck a family tree
We got a family trees in man’s garden
I got grams of trees, but who’s askin’?
Not a car but keys get me started
I put my palm on trees like I’m Tarzan
Man’s calm but try and harm my Gs and you’ll starfish
Body work, body work, body work
Break a leg, roof smellin’ like armpits
Little tooly tool, I’m still bossy
They talk the talk but man walk it

Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it
Lock it
Rise and pop it
We shoot ’em shot
The flow, them classic
You see the flow, eh dog?
You have to pull it and dash it
Any how she come South
She have to grip it and bash it

[Verse 1]
Don’t know where we’d go girl
But at least you know I’m open
Don’t know what Im hoping for
Hope that door ain’t closing
Girl you all I needed
You the one completing
Everything I’m seeing here
We were supposed to be
Sitting together while I’m writing this poetry
Now you seeing these songs
You know its me
I know this gotta be the coldest feeling
In the world to you girl
You hate to see me shining
You hate to put the time in
But you could see the cold in me
You the one that should be here holding me so

[Pre-Hook]
Give it up girl,don’t play that shit
Give it up girl, don’t play that shit
You the one I wanted way back then
Give it up girl, don’t play that
Start giving it up girl, don’t play that shit
Start it like its gon stay like this
You were the one I wanted way back then
So give it up to me
[Hook]
And I told you around 1000 times
I would chill
Then I told you around 1000 times
I need you
Girl I told you around 1000 times
And don’t see through

[Post]
But I hope it bleeds through
Girl I see you
And all them things you do
Yeah all them things you do
You got me and its new
Cause nobody could do this
Everyone left me so damn bored
I just find something, I want more

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
Just got back from London
No interruptions
Running my mouth cause I need me a bundle
Won’t settle for nothing
Short of my order, want everything
Don’t call me no pop artist
I came here to top artists
I’m hip and I’m hopping over to the box office
Put that on everything
Firm with the posture
Big daddy big papa
I drafted my role and got put in the roster
Now I smoke like a rasta
While I’m whipping that

[Pre-Hook]
Give it up girl,don’t play that shit
Give it up girl, don’t play that shit
You the one I wanted way back then
Give it up girl, don’t play that
Start giving it up girl, don’t play that shit
Start it like its gon stay like this
You were the one I wanted way back then
So give it up to me

[Hook]
And I told you around 1000 times
I would chill
Then I told you around 1000 times
I need you
Girl I told you around 1000 times
And don’t see through

[Post]
But I hope it bleeds through
Girl I see you
And all them things you do
Yeah all them things you do
You got me and its new
Cause nobody could do this
Everyone left me so damn bored
I just find something, I want more

[Outro]
Don’t know where we’d go girl
But at least you know I’m open
Don’t know what Im hoping for
Hope that door ain’t closing
Girl you all I needed
You the one completing
Everything I’m seeing here

[Intro: Ghetts]
Hah
London to Toronto
Yeah
GH
Ghetts
Ghetto
Haha

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
No spud, no head nod
No hug, just get lost
No love, just headshots
Suck your mum without the Xbox
Screw up in the same community
But me and dem bwoy don’t communicate
Dem bwoy think they can move to me
But how much guns can they acculumate?
Fuck you, fuck them, fuck everyone
Many death threats but death never comes
That bwoy said that he’s got a new ting
But he ain’t gonna use that weapon once
My man said that he’s gonna do this
My man said that he’s gonna do that
Whatever that bwoy said he’s gonna do
I bet they’re things I’ve already done

[Build: Ghetts]
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done

[Drop 1: Ghetts]
Fuck you, fuck them, fuck everyone
Fuck you
Already done
I bet they’re things I’ve already done

[Verse 2: Ghetts]
‘Llow that
Man shout, I don’t shout back
There’s cameras in here
But there ain’t none around back
25 to life
See that route? I don’t wanna go down that
Way too smart, nah, fam
You’ve seen the movie, now hear the soundtrack
Creep on man like a ninja
Heat pon man but it’s winter
Squeeze on man through the window
Beats on hand like a finger
Man know they be dead
Now man know you’re a [?], you know how it gets
Surprise
But it’s G, famalam, not Kinder

[Build: Ghetts]
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done

[Drop 2: Ghetts]
Creep on man like a ninja
Man like a ninja
Surprise
But it’s winter
Man like a ninja

[Outro: Ghetts]
Already done, already done
Already done
Already done, already done
Already done, done, done

[Hook]

I’m so good, I should have at least 16’s in my waist
If its beef I’ll bust bars in mans face
Like I got revolvers and AK’s
I’m so good, I don’t even write half of this down
Cause ain’t no artist taking my crown
Cause I’m the hardest MC around
I’m so good and if you feel me bust a shot now
No need to tell me nigga, I’m so good
And I rep London town and I lock this down
There ain’t nobody who can stop me now
Since Flava in Canning town
[Verse 1]

Look, I’m a legend in the game already
Fuck that nigga, Elvis Presley
I don’t need no drama I’m cool but these people just have to offend me
I’m a MC, drugs ain’t trendy
Never did like coke like Pepsi
I don’t care if they don’t give me a Brit but this country just has to respect me
You can’t roll when the tanks on empty
They can’t flow without mine it’s like
The guideline, inspiration for MC’s act like I ain’t cause slyer and envy
I ain’t gonna lie though without Wiley, D Double E and me the flow would be
B-F-G scene uh-ba-ba-uh-ba believe
Me I ain’t lying I’m for real
I was on fire got my deal
I’m still on fire but no drill, can put me out cause I’m wild and kill
S-W-8 spitting with an attitude
I don’t lie I spit it with an attitude
But little nigga I ain’t mad at you
I was on stage when you probably had a few battles in the rain in a playground
Haven’t you? Well I ain’t ever battling again
Niggas get addicted to this flow here
So no like Amy stop battling the cave
Cause K ain’t listening, A to the N, O ain’t living in, the past
When I was still spitting in Raw mission and Raw kitchens, killing ’em

[Hook]

I’m so good, I should have at least 16’s in my waist
If its beef I’ll bust bars in mans face
Like I got revolvers and AK’s
I’m so good, I don’t even write half of this down
Cause ain’t no artist taking my crown
Cause I’m the hardest MC around
I’m so good and if you feel me bust a shot now
Cause you ain’t gotta tell me, I’m so good
And I rep London town and I lock this down
There ain’t nobody who can stop me now
Since Flava in Canning town
I was so good

[Intro: Smoke Dawg]
You know I’m fuckin’ tired of all these pussies
I’m a gang nigga
Breezy
M-M-Murda
[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Verse 1: SmokeDawg]
I took over the city, I got UK fuckin’ with me (gang)
Somethin’ in the back for all these niggas tryna kill me
Nothin’ but the door for all these bitches tryna diss me
Left her in the rain, I treat that bitch like she was missy (fuck her)
I need a piece, told ’em I need a piece, I need a piece
Flyin’ overseas you know I brought the team (I brought the gang)
Told Skepta line the peng tings all on their knees
Ten shots then we leave, you know we gotta [?]
I don’t ever slip, my nigga keeps it on his hip
I’m not hard to find I did a show up on this trip
Different moves, I be makin’ different flips (different flips)
On a mission, I got nigga’s flipin’ bricks

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Hush, hush, you don’t wanna get touched
These kids ain’t askin’ much, I say hundred pound
He said come there now, gun them down
Back of the whip, that’s where your son gets found
Them man are overseas, nigga’s know it’s me
Man don’t care if you got shooters, pussy, so have we
Man I brought myself, fuck the lottery
Had my life planned out the first time I played Monopoly
Yeah, it was either music or the cocaine (cocaine)
Chose my way, now I’m in my own lane (own lane)
Jump online, search my own name
And I got the pengest tings on my soultrain (sexy)

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Outro: SmokeDawg]
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

[Intro]
London
Wizzop

[Verse 1]
Fuck that nigga, look at this nigga wrist
I’m a project nigga with a rich nigga dick
I got a hollywood smile, but I’m from zone 6
I stunt so fuckin’ hard I’m on my own dick
She think that she the shit because her man play for the Knicks
But my bitch keep turnin’ up cause her man pay for the bricks
If she make me cum real quick, I give the bitch a stack
Here’s a rack for you, a rack for her, give everyone a rack
I’m a gentlemen, a gangster, and a motherfuckin’ player
You a square, I’m La Flare, yeah the Multi-Millionaire
Million here, million there I got millions everywhere
All these rappers are my kids so I got children everywhere
Wop

[Hook]
These bitches wanna fuck when they see the ‘Wop
The club be goin’ up, when they see the ‘Wop
We pilin’ hoes in the truck, when they see the Wop
These niggas put they jewelry up when they see the Wop
You know some shooters on the bus, when you see the Wop
You know these girls start actin’ up, when they see the Wop
You know these boys start actin’ tough, when they see the Wop
The baddest bitches leave with us when they see the Wop

[Verse 2]
Baby say she wanna come stand where the G’s at
She gotta nose for it she know where the cheese at
But all that attitude you brought you need to leave that
Fuckin’ me’s a privilege, I don’t really need that
I can’t feed you bitch but I don’t need the feedback
Just tryna chill and get some head and lean my seat back
Most of these niggas broke, I know you probably peeped that
But if I said I had ten mill’ would you believe that
Think I’m the realest man alive I do believe that (its Gucci)
I’m leavin’ Onyx with two hoes that dance at Magic
I drop my top in less than two seconds, its magic
And if I don’t make a mill’ this month then its tragic

[Hook]
These bitches wanna fuck when they see the ‘Wop
The club be goin’ up, when they see the ‘Wop
We pilin’ hoes in the truck, when they see the Wop
These niggas put they jewelry up when they see the Wop
You know some shooters on the bus, when you see the Wop
You know these girls start actin’ up, when they see the Wop
You know these boys start actin’ tough, when they see the Wop
The baddest bitches leave with us when they see the Wop

[Outro]
Fuck that nigga, look at this nigga wrist
Fuck that nigga, look at this nigga wrist
Fuck that nigga, look at this nigga wrist
I said fuck that nigga, look at this nigga, wrist

Oy, looks like there’s gonna be trouble. Wooey, he don’t know who he’s messin with, uh ah. Ladies, gentlemen, and those who’ve yet to make up your minds

In this corner, leanin brown, weighin in a golem made gown. In this corner, here tonight, in the cradle of the bright white lights

Hit em in his big one, hit him in is insecurities, yeah. Hit em off his high horse, hit em so everyone can see, yeah

Who do you think you are comin round town lookin like a penny sardine on a five star flight? You better watch your back

In this corner, heavyweight, breathin heavy like a buttermilk cake. Can’t no real man ever confess he was beaten by a guy in a dress
Hit em in the lipstick, hit em in his fake commitment, see yeah. Hit him off his high heel, hit em in the cheek, and send him back to London town. Sequent freak. Oh, you’re gonna get slapped, slapped, slapped

Alright, alright, alright, listen up you two. I want a clean, fair, but artfully performed fight. I don’t wanna see any blows below the belt or any hairs out of place. Oo, hang on darling, you have some lipstick on your teeth. Alright then, get to your corners and come out fighting
He ain’t have the man donners. Eh, you can say that again

In this corner, what a crawl, take him down and make us ladies proud. In this corner, throwing names, shut her up so we can shut her shame. Round one
Hit em in his big one, hit him in is insecurities, yeah. Hit em off his high horse, hit em so everyone can see, oo yeah

Back to your corners, you beasts. Care for a grasshopper darling? It’ll keep you bouncing. If you finish em off fast we can still see Kinshi at the Koreans

So you got a good shot, but don’t get cocky. I am pity as Ali and tough as Rocky. If you lucky I might let you off easy. Don’t you know I get excited when you tease me. What’s the matter darling? You look a little pale. I feel like a hammer. I feel like the nail. Come one don up and let me through. Here comes an uppercut, a left hook, and a pirouette too. Round two

Hit em in his big one, hit him in is insecurities, yeah. Hit em off his high horse, hit em so everyone can, everyone can, everyone can