"Intro" lyrics
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Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Gotti with the top down, flickin' out the ashes
Blew a hundred in an hour, I did it for the cats
Makin' movies, what's the drama? 'Cause we got all the action
Chasin' money, what's the motive? We did it with a passion
Thirty on the water, homie in his prime
Tryna charge me for the pussy, I told her it's haram
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Bundles abundance, trap out the dungeons
Never did the brunches, get rid of weight, no push ups or crunches
Run with the runners, hunt with the hunters
I made a stack or more in every thirty-two different boroughs
She call me baby, beloved, am I high or am I buggin'?
Or did we really clear a quarter mill' out the bando that summer?
NY to London, a thousand stabbings, a thousand gunmen
These diamonds swingin' 'round my neck are gonna keep her coming
I let her touch it, jump in the Rolls and it's like a bucket
I get him stabbed in jail, you know my dargs are life [?]
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Haan
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Yeah, sill games, you'll get a silly surprise
You called my darg like [?]
We signed a deal to keep the summer alive
Ain't no pressure, got the stick on my eyes
I heard those hills in Beverley, they have eyes
I put that nigga on [?], he fly miskeen, oh
I'm smokin' scumbags while my lady cook tagine, oh
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
On the morning of February the 22nd, 2006, news broke of the biggest cash robbery in British history
Forget the Great Train Robbery, forget the Northern Bank in Belfast, Britain's biggest ever robbery took place in the early hours of this morning in Kent
It was a crime like no other
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Gotti with the top down, flickin' out the ashes
Blew a hundred in an hour, I did it for the cats
Makin' movies, what's the drama? 'Cause we got all the action
Chasin' money, what's the motive? We did it with a passion
Thirty on the water, homie in his prime
Tryna charge me for the pussy, I told her it's haram
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Bundles abundance, trap out the dungeons
Never did the brunches, get rid of weight, no push ups or crunches
Run with the runners, hunt with the hunters
I made a stack or more in every thirty-two different boroughs
She call me baby, beloved, am I high or am I buggin'?
Or did we really clear a quarter mill' out the bando that summer?
NY to London, a thousand stabbings, a thousand gunmen
These diamonds swingin' 'round my neck are gonna keep her coming
I let her touch it, jump in the Rolls and it's like a bucket
I get him stabbed in jail, you know my dargs are life [?]
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Haan
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
Yeah, sill games, you'll get a silly surprise
You called my darg like [?]
We signed a deal to keep the summer alive
Ain't no pressure, got the stick on my eyes
I heard those hills in Beverley, they have eyes
I put that nigga on [?], he fly miskeen, oh
I'm smokin' scumbags while my lady cook tagine, oh
Out of London with the shottas, took a jet out with the switches
Say a prayer, count faloos, never fall out over bitches
Oh, it's that London to Morocco shit
Lee Murray in 2006
Oh, I load this nina up with hollow tips
With the akhis, I ain't trustin' a bitch
On the morning of February the 22nd, 2006, news broke of the biggest cash robbery in British history
Forget the Great Train Robbery, forget the Northern Bank in Belfast, Britain's biggest ever robbery took place in the early hours of this morning in Kent
It was a crime like no other
Writer(s): Rodney Hwingwiri, Adam Williams, Ricky Banton
