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london Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Her voice in my brain
She fell in love with my words
Feelings I cannot explain
The day you leave it'll hurt
I cant, these hoes I disperse
Only in you see worth
Fucking and loving again
Hate me, I don't understand
Pour in my cup, I'm dirty sipping
On the top floor, London Tipton
She off a molly, no prescription
Out for the night at the Hilton
Pour in my cup, I'm dirty sipping
On the top floor, London Tipton
Check the price, check description
Out for the night at the Hilton
Say she love the way I do it
I been in my prime
Talking 'bout this money bitch I'm fluent
I ain't got much time
Tell her come through, you I'm pursuing
Lately I been going up
All sudden they showing love
I really don't give a fuck
Just get my bag and I'm gone
And I'm posted with Visions
I know they hate me, I'm winning
Get a new pack then I flip it
Raf Simmons on me, I'm fitted
Keep it a stack, ha
I could give you whatever he missing
Her voice in my brain
She fell in love with my words
Feelings I cannot explain
The day you leave it'll hurt
I cant, these hoes I disperse
Only in you see worth
Fucking and loving again
Hate me, I don't understand
Pour in my cup, I'm dirty sipping
On the top floor, London Tipton
She off a molly, no prescription
Out for the night at the Hilton
Pour in my cup, I'm dirty sipping
On the top floor, London Tipton
Check the price, check description
Out for the night at the Hilton
Is that you nero?
Said she fuck with my fashion, she fuck with all of my clothes
I left that hoe in the past tense, I'm busy selling out shows
That boy he lacking, take his bitch, I think I'm keeping her close
All of those lies that you told, I guess that's just how it goes
I can't love you, oh no
Bad for me, I know
Baby don't get too close, proceed with caution
All this money I'ma blow and I know that they talk shit
I just focus on my bankroll, don't care if I'm toxic
Said she fuck with my fashion, she fuck with all of my clothes
I left that hoe in the past tense, I'm busy selling out shows
That boy he lacking, take his bitch, I think I'm keeping her close
All of those lies that you told, I guess that's just how it goes