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london hilll - london drill lyrics

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[intro]
grrah, grrah
yo
don, talk to ’em

[chorus]
take him out to london, never fall they know my bridge a ten (h+llo)
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, b+tches dying, queen elizabeth (die, die, die)

[verse 1]
i’m bringin’ the heat like i’m satan
seein’ more green than jamaicans
told me wait on my turn, just be patient
i just be eatin’ these b+tches, no graces
they know that i’m reppin’ the gaza
ain’t nothin’ to duppy a pagan
i’m who these b+tches bе copyin’
never be еqual, so f+ck the equations (yo)
nuh gyal cyan run in my gaff (ah ya mean)
everyting get sh+ll when mi send fi di dawgs
my sister, my fam, my ak (come here)
gun dem pull up in a 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
[chorus]
take him out to london, never fall they know my bridge a ten (h+llo)
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, b+tches dying, queen elizabeth (die, die, die)

[verse 2]
pushin’ b+ttons, we leave ’em on reset
got more bars then a kid playin’ recess (lets get it)
everything i be doin’ a statement
like them n+ggas who live in a precinct
i can’t be beefin’ with b+tches who fanned out
hate i’m becomin’ a mean threat (i am)
heard the labels is tryna invest now (bring it)
been the one all you b+tches is rejects (ha+ha)
dyin’ to be me, they can’t even be next (they can’t)
easy to sell me, they puttin’ my mug on the market
tryna go bigger like harper bizzard pics (uh)
treatin’ these n+ggas like valet
gotta wait for the p+ssy then park ’em (i do)
biddin’ wars on my name, now they throwin’ a ticket like auctions
they still couldn’t top me regardless (bye, bye, bye)

[chorus]
take him out to london, never fall they know my bridge a ten (h+llo)
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, b+tches dying, queen elizabeth (die, die, die)



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