"11pm In London" lyrics
"11pm In London"
Wuzgood my killy
Knocked her off her heels now she moving like she got heelies
When u ride it u go quick, I let u pop a wheelie
I'll stand beside u everyday even if today u don't feel me
I'm fucked up inna head when u compliment me I'm like really?
I separate myself once I see **** moving silly
I feel like bru heck b can fcc cue wayne goanna rooftop looking at my city
... Ima give it another shot since I'm already tipsy
It's too motherfuckin cold
All these excuses u keep telling me are motherfuckin old
U got sum nerve to move the way u do u motherfuckin bold
I took my heart off my sleeve it was messing up my fuckin clothes
I know you don't want to be alone
I know you don't want to be alone
Turn my volume up so I could hear it when you call my phone
Every now and then I'm lonely maybe I'm better on my own yea yea
I'm in London with my Timb's on moving like I'm in New York
I always add a pep to my step you could tell by the way I walk
Got too many females on my body I don't even gotta talk
They keep thinking shit a game till they surrounded by white chalk
And now we counting bodies after bodies got so much stories inside my crib I'll fuck you in my lobby I got...
Space for the both of us if you need it, medication in my system I might move conceited yea yea
I'm just looking for some inner peace
Tried to crucify me if you trynna find me I'm where sinners be
We connected and fell in love it wasn't willingly these fucked up thoughts inside my head be mulling me, but I keep it g!
Sometimes I feel like I do too much for you and if I make you cry, I apologize I do too much to you
And if I fuck with you gorilla glue you know I'm stuck with you!
Can't let her know my dark side like peroxide I'm in the cut with you yea yea
Know you don't want to be alone
Know you don't want to be alone
Turn my volume up so I could hear it when you call my phone
Every now and then I'm lonely maybe I'm better on my own yea yea
Every now and then I need a bit of loving
Made it out the trenches we made something out of nothing
Beat the pussy up I got it sounding like percussions
Fully loaded automatic they thought we was tussling no no
Put your heart inside a basket leave it at my doorstep
Wish I had a fuck to give cause I don't got no more left
Pain go away come again another day
Had to their my phone away I'll hit you up another day
If the first plan don't work out, we gonna make it another way
I leave the garbage
Open for them so they could throw my love away
Cause I know you don't want to be alone
I know you don't want to be alone
Gotta stand on what you said why you keep switching up your tone?
Need different sleeves for my heart so now she's switching up her clothes
I know you don't want to be alone
I know you don't want to be alone
Turn my volume up so I could hear it when you call my phone
Every now and then I'm lonely maybe I'm better on my own yea yea
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