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London Yellow
London Yellow
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Teebz Mckenzie
Teebz Mckenzie
Songwriter

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Soy el fuego que arde tu piel Soy el agua que mata tu sed Wait, what did he just say? I think he just said he's tryna buy some' uh' some doo-doo pack' bro We gotta head back to the crib I don't know man, I don't even speak Spanish (Maxo) Yeah, bro' but I took half a semester in high school Before I dropped out and started slangin' these cock pumps, bro Dolphin Gang, eeh-eeh-eeh-eeh-eeh Ayy' ayy (My dot red, just like-) Sliding through fast and I'm coming up quick, yeah Ooh, I love money, this money, it's lit I could fuck on your bitch, but I'd rather just sit Yes, I am puffin' on woods like a stick It got me stuck, I'm geeked, I'm up I come from VA where there's mountains and shit My house, it got a fountain and shit Water splashin' like I got a drip, drop, these bitches love Cock I'm made out of gold, I'm made out of diamonds All of this money like I hit it minin' When I be dancin', it look like I'm miming It's all about timin', I just be rhymin' Stackin' up, stackin' up like it's Tetris Hopin' the feds don't come try to 'rest us Smilin' cause I got the gas in the grip Puffin' heavy, fuck probation and shit Yeah, I just be poppin' like I am some corn Yeah, spittin' this fire, oh yes, it's so warm Yeah, they call me daddy, I don't know why I just wanna make a millie and die Geez louise, this bitch on her knees Yeah, puffin' on dick like she suckin' on trees Yeah, shoutout the Stump, I am Cock Pump Yeah, makin' this money, yeah, I'm a business Little Cock Pump Incorporated, nigga Come through and get you some cock pumps, pussy You want your dick to be bigger? I was playin' Tetris with a cock pump on when That was three months ago and I just took it off I'm not really surprised that my cock is still small You don't freakin' understand how I ball I ball like I'm tall and I'm tall I ball like the things in your mom Yeah, I'm balls deep, faggot I'm richer than you and I don't even have shit I woke up on the right side of my couch I said "Hi" to my mom and I took my mic out (I-, oh mic, that was so corny, let me reset that) (Let's get these things here, and-) Woke up on the right side of my couch Said "Hi" to my mom and I took my Glock out Then I ran up the street and I shot up the block Now I'm the coolest kid at the crop Young London Yellow be smokin' on adderall We're growing up, still weird, I'm telling you Oh, holy frick, I forgot this game of Tetris I always go back to the game like I'm Bettis
Writer(s): Dawin Polanco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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