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joey trap – london كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
ooh, mm [?]
n_gga, ooh, ooh (london pound cake 75, n_gga)
i’m out in london i’m smoking on london (ooh, huh, uh)
bai_bai_baik roll that gas up
huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (gelato, [?])

[chorus]
ah, n_gga we out in london toting on a beam
day ones, no new friends f_ck you n_ggas mean
8 pounds, i feel dead smoking blue dream
i’m f_cking on a lil’ bad b_tch and she a fiend uh
no i ain’t go to prom, this a stretched out limousine
we gon’ shoot ’til you read every page of this magazine
smoking on purp’ lemon lava cake, it’s gasoline
i put ya b_tch in a prada fit, she on her knees ooh
[post_chorus]
ooh, ooh (uh, uh)
i was just bagging up (uh, uh, uh, uh)
i was just bagging up grams
and i played all my cards, why you can’t see my hand
i be walking out the trap house and hop in a lamb
yes i’m gon’ tax for a brick, uncle sam

[verse]
ooh, ooh, yeah
i give hope to the streets man i feel like a preacher
man the enginе so loud swear the rari a creaturе
i know you want to cuff me but b_tch you a treesha
n_gga if you got no money don’t ask for no feature
i might just get a foreign b_tch a new visa
uh, uh (uh, uh)
n_gga, ayy, racks baby
flipping a brick around, i need a 10 piece
why you leaving your b_tch alone, n_gga don’t tempt me
you was sleep in your home, she throw top in a benzy
n_gga don’t want smoke, shots ’til it’s empty
i stay with a choppa n_gga, call me chopo
smoking on super sour grape gelato
i’m always wining go check the score, i feel like fabo
b_tch i’m the plug like i’m escobar, call me pablo, n_gga
[chorus]
woah, n_gga we out in london toting on a beam
day ones, no new friends f_ck you n_ggas mean
8 pounds, i feel dead smoking blue dream
i’m f_cking on a lil’ bad b_tch and she a fiend uh
no i ain’t go to prom, this a stretched out limousine
we gon’ shoot ’til you read every page of this magazine
smoking on purp’ lemon lava cake, it’s gasoline
i put ya b_tch in a prada fit, she on her knees ooh

[post_chorus]
ooh, ooh (uh, uh)
i was just bagging up (uh, uh, uh, uh)
i was just bagging up grams
and i played all my cards, why you can’t see my hand
i be walking out the trap house and hop in a lamb
yes i’m gon’ tax for a brick, uncle sam

[outro]
ooh, ooh
i’m out in london i’m thumbing up bands
uh

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