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3.a.m in london
came out of that dungeon (yeah)
she thinks that i want some(whoop)
that’s just her assumption(ok)
night time im a zombie (zombie)
got it jumping like a bungy (jumpy)
i play dirty like its rugby (dirty)
now we’re all around the country (yeah)

woke up drunk in a mansion
pass the champs (champagne) this is a breakfast for champions
seen a lot of squares you know the ones with the stamps on em
i need the clean ones take my pick no tampering
champayne by the caseload, its touch and go when im doing up road
you should hear the saga, my footwear balenciaga mike amiri’s looking
harder with the camouflage prada
goodfella’s in skydwellers
the nights looking litty so we’re flyer then propellers
the yutes want straps in the hood like favelas
your opps got caught, no jail? i think their tellers
the sauce is exquisite the grind is prolific
bottoms up at the bar you can down it or sip it
no chains i refuse to be a slave
but it’s kinda ironic how them young g’s whip*in
hook
3.a.m in london
came out of that dungeon (yeah)
she thinks that i want some(whoop)
that’s just her assumption(ok)
night time im a zombie (zombie)
got it jumping like a bungy (jumpy)
i play dirty like its rugby (dirty)
now we’re all around the country (yeah)​

real ting no cap sh*t
im talking big paper that’s back flips
summersaults gymnastics
my runner does rounds
doing them laps quick
he’s loyal and he wont sing, but one mistake and he visits the wing
that’s a bluephone,blue mattress, canteen sheets yo that lifes a madness
my kicks o.g vintage ripped jeans on the finnish
like tigers caught me slippin in their village
im sl!ck wid it no spillage, your not real but you got the image
you talk gang but your not a savage
your not road and thats not your language
to keep up that’s a lot to manage
i know trappers in the hood,who had it and lost it,big kettles on their wrist
and their jewels were frostbit,got the bando crowded like a moshpit, their
losing weight like their doing up crossfit

hook
3.a.m in london
came out of that dungeon (yeah)
she thinks that i want some(whoop)
that’s just her assumption(ok)
night time im a zombie (zombie)
got it jumping like a bungy (jumpy)
i play dirty like its rugby (dirty)
now we’re all around the country (yeah)

hook
3.a.m in london
came out of that dungeon (yeah)
she thinks that i want some(whoop)
that’s just her assumption(ok)
night time im a zombie (zombie)
got it jumping like a bungy (jumpy)
i play dirty like its rugby (dirty)
now we’re all around the country (yeah)

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