London Boy (feat. Frisco)

London boy (yeah), top geezer Life of the party, people pleaser How can you flex when no one sees you? It's not hard, couldn't be easier Forget them pricks, amnesia Don't like me, I don't like them either Say you're top boy, we don't believe you London boy (uh), top geezer Dark and cold (yeah), like freezer Don't play games (no), no FIFA They don't want smoke (want), no reefer Light skin ting (ting), Lakeisha Chocolate girl (woo), Moesha Private jet (yeah), Ibiza I'm not fussed, it's either, either (come on) Pretty white girl with jungle fever (woo) I'm like Skibba at jungle fever (hey) Deal with the matter, love her and leave her Bitch boys chuckin' it, give me a breather (low it) Runnin' your gums, hundred meters Say you're a bad man and you got heaters (bah) Snatch your soul, finders, keepers (hah) Fuck your couch, that's where my feet is (hey) Fuck your life, shit on your fetus Can't school me, I know what grease is (grease) Under the bed, that's where your P's is On your head, that's where my P's is (trust) Put up the P's and have you in pieces, send you to Jesus LDN, that's where the G's is Scammers and dealers, robbers and peelers (trust me) London boy (yeah), top geezer Life of the party, people pleaser How can you flex when no one sees you? It's not hard, couldn't be easier Forget them pricks, amnesia Don't like me, I don't like them either Say you're top boy, we don't believe you (no) London boy from Tottenham (yeah) Chrome Heart jeans, girls love when I rock them Talkin' of girls, I got options Came with green, but I ain't Robson You man are actors, you're like Robson (haha) Maggie with Wray, that's a wild concoction How you gonna try diss Fris When you know that you ain't got no answer for that problem? (You get me?) Been a problem from they let Deshane out (yeah) Any problem, I bring the flame out (yeah) Try know I came out with grain out Can't tell me nothin', go against the grain now (yeah) No leg shot, man an aim for ya brain now Thoughts on the floor and you can't explain now London boy, I'm an L-O-N don Still comin' through like what is it on? Man must've thought it was tea and crumpets 'Til you see me rise the ting and dump it (boom) Like it or lump it, me and my G's them run shit Look at all these diamonds (all these diamonds), swagger on violence (uh-huh, uh-huh) And if we ain't talkin' Jamaica, Stoney, that's my only island (real London boy ting) London boy (yeah), top geezer Life of the party, people pleaser How can you flex when no one sees you? (How?) It's not hard, couldn't be easier Forget them pricks, amnesia Don't like me, I don't like them either Say you're top boy, we don't believe you (no)