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lil slim c - england is my city lyrics

[intro]
england is my city

[hook – t-pain]

england is my city, england is my city
(come there if you want, you’re free to go to england is my city”
yuuuuhhhhh
england is my city, england is my city
get down on your knees (whoop!)
oh no, it’s the police in my hood

[lil slim c]
f-ck the calm down
jerry’s f-cking chicken
england is my city
welcome to my city
were they shake dat t-tties
(what)
tru, i’mma hit the gas (gas)
truckin’ pull me over
sp-ce coll, that’s were we live (tru)

[hook – t-pain]

[trippie redd]
trippie redd not the one to mess with
p-ss on ya grave
calm the f-ck down (down)
unless a n-gg- really, really want death quick
ooh, bet you racing to that tec, b-tch
boolin’ with the birds, not the one to peck with
tryna play your cards see right through your deck, b-tch
1400 gang put that on the set, b-tch

[joey bada$$]
my homie the real deal
the big watch on, feel like ben 10
h-ll yeah n-gg- joey bada$$
in this motherf-cker with a big grip, b-tch
n-gg- get a grip
i can’t get a grip, man this b-tch a flip
walked in, throwin’ the cash like nerfs
girl you better put that -ss to work
can a n-gg- hold the cam like kirk
big diamonds on my mouth when i burp
big rims when i skrt-skrt
woah, leave my prints in the dirt, yeah
leave them broke n-gg-s hurt, uh
i’m that n-gg-, f-ck you heard
a young n-gg- so superb
a cool herc on the earth
swag, yeah
frank lucas with a grill
all these hoes wanna chill
must have seen a n-gg- sk!lls
pockets fat, uncle phil
girls on me like will
all the ladies love joey, for real

[lil wayne]

you love that spotlight
that spotlight that never goes out
you call your friends up
your ride is out and say, “let’s go out”
you mix that drank up that drank up
and show all out
you wanna scream and shout
ain’t no turnin’ down
it ain’t no more daddy’s little girl
don’t you feel like you can take on the world?
you ain’t worried ’bout n-body sneak dissin’
you just glad to be the center of attention
ay, gon’ and put your hands up, put ’em up, up, up
come and try this sh-t i’m on, tell me when you had enough
all the girls on the loose, f-ck is up, up, up?
we gon’ tear this b-tch up, who’s with us, us, us?

[rich the kid]
two middle fingers
it ain’t nothin’ to forget you
i blocked your number, can’t call my phone
and i’m with some other b-tches
she a player like me
try to leave a n-gg- on e
had to keep trippin’, od
bounce back to the old me
i shoulda listened to the homies
hit it then quit it then went about my f-ckin’ business
but i was f-ckin’ with lil momma, that was my decision
and i don’t really listen to n-body else opinion
you tell your girls you done with me
but i know you f-ck with me
cause these other n-gg-s inconsistent
and these other n-gg-s ain’t jxmmi

[hook – t-pain]

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