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London Bridge

Fergie

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Fergie - London Bridge (Oh Snap) (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fergie
Fergie
Background Vocals
Polow Da Don
Polow Da Don
Background Vocals
Nate Hills
Nate Hills
Drums
Mike Hartnett
Mike Hartnett
Bass Guitar
Elvis Williams
Elvis Williams
Keyboards
Jay Anderson
Jay Anderson
Background Vocals
Tower Of Power
Tower Of Power
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Jones
Jamal Jones
Songwriter
Mike Hartnett
Mike Hartnett
Songwriter
Sean Garrett
Sean Garrett
Songwriter
Stacy Ferguson
Stacy Ferguson
Songwriter
Emilio Castillo
Emilio Castillo
Songwriter
Stephen Kupka
Stephen Kupka
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Polow Da Don
Polow Da Don
Producer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
will.i.am
will.i.am
Producer
Dj Mormile
Dj Mormile
Executive Producer
Demacio Castellon
Demacio Castellon
Engineer
Jason Schweitzer
Jason Schweitzer
Engineer
Josh Houghkirk
Josh Houghkirk
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Ron Fair
Ron Fair
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! (Are you ready for this?) Oh shit! Oh! It's me, Fergie The pimp, Polow! Fergie Ferg, what's up baby? Come on! When I come to the club step aside (Oh shit!) Part the seas, don't be havin' me in the line (Oh shit!) V.I.P. 'cause you know I gotta shine (Oh shit!) I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time (Oh shit!) All my girls get down on the floor (Oh shit!) Back to back, drop it down real low (Oh shit!) I'm such a lady but I'm dancin' like a ho (Oh shit!) 'Cause you know I don't give a fuck, so here we go! (Oh shit!) How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like Drinks start pourin' and my speech start slurrin' Everybody start lookin' real good (Oh shit!) That Grey Goose got your girl feelin' loose Now I'm wishin' that I didn't wear these shoes It's like e'ry time I get up on a dude Paparazzi put my business in the news And I'm like, "Get up out my face! (Oh shit!) 'Fore I turn around and spray your ass with mace!" (Oh shit!) My lips make you want to have a taste (Oh shit!) You got that? I got the bass (Ooh!) How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like La (da-da-da-da-da) Da da da da (Da-da-da-da-da) Doo doo doo doo Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right Fergie like 'em long time, my girls support, right? La (da-da-da-da-da) Da da da da (Da-da-da-da-da) Doo doo doo doo Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right Fergie like 'em long time, my girls support, right? Another ATL Cali collabo Fergie and Polow When I come to the club step aside (Oh shit!) Part the seas, don't be havin' me in the line (Oh shit!) V.I.P. 'cause you know I gotta shine (Oh shit!) I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time (Oh shit!) All my girls get down on the floor (Oh shit!) Back to back, drop it down real low (Oh shit!) I'm such a lady but I'm dancin' like a ho (Oh shit!) 'Cause you know I don't give a fuck, so here we go! (Oh shit!) How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down like London London London, wanna go down like London London London, we goin' down like Shittin' on the world Yeah Fuck you bitches! (Fuckin' 'ell great track that) (Ah mate, love it, quality!) (Pure quality bruv) (Bruv what's her name again?) (What? Nah you washed up wit' somit') (Lee, lee, you washed up wit' somit') (Nah, not you bruv) (The girl on the track) (Fergie! My bad bruv, 'rite I'll start again) (I thought you said what's my name) (What's my name? Why'd ya say that?) (Not your name Geezer, the fu-, the girl on the track mate) (Sh'ap... it's quality, quality) (Listen, how's it go?) (Uh, uh, London London London London) (No, it's not like that mate) (The flow's better than that) (What what what?) (London London London!) (That's the one bruv!) (Wha- London London?) (No bruv, London London London) (London London, uh...)
Writer(s): Jamal Jones, Stacy Ferguson, Mike Hartnett, Sean Garrett, Stephen M Kupka, Emilio Castillo, John David Garibaldi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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