london cake - jelly & pi'erre bourne lyrics
[intro: jelly]
wolf
ayy
jelly, jelly
ayy, jelly
wolf
ayy, ayy, ayy
[chorus: jelly, bermuda yae & jamie foxx]
spin the block, man, my n*ggas [?]
pull up to your crib, don’t try to hide, don’t try to run, b*tch
got some money, i got plenty money comin’
me and yaesane gettin’ high, we smokin’ london (yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here? cake, gas, b*tch)
[verse 1: bermuda yae & jamie foxx]
smokin’ london cake
and we want the cake, you know we f*ckin’ elevate
huh, young n*gga [?] every time we gon’ [?], uh
[?] b*tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, i’m [?]
[?] i’m in that wraith (in that wraith)
[?], yeah, i’m seein’ the stars there (n*gga, in the daytime)
n*gga, and i see the stars in the daytime, mane (crazy)
know what goin’ on with yaеsane, count up cake
no f*cks given ’bout no [?] but i might gеt a i8
know what goin’ on with young yae, he gon’ f*ckin’ skate
skatin’ like he on the motherf*ckin’ skates but he fast like usain
f*ckin’ this b*tch, i like how she comin’ but i like how money come in
f*ckin’ this b*tch, i like how she comin’ but i like how money come in
f*ckin’ this b*tch, i like how she comin’ but i like how money come in
pull out the stick, you know i go dummy, n*gga, they say he insane (sh*t, i’m insane)
speak into this microphone, this b*tch is gon’ make me some millions (yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
[chorus: jelly & jamie foxx]
spin the block, man, my n*ggas [?]
pull up to your crib, don’t try to hide, don’t try to run, b*tch
got some money, i got plenty money comin’
me and yaesane gettin’ high, we smokin’ london (cake)
spin the block, man, my n*ggas [?]
pull up to your crib, don’t try to hide, don’t try to run, b*tch
got some money, i got plenty money comin’ (ayy, ayy)
me and yaesane gettin’ high, we smokin’ london (ayy, ayy, ayy, cake)
[verse 2: jelly & jamie foxx]
dracs, pull up with the k
catch me in the a, we’ll shoot you broad day (wolf)
[?] i just bust another play (today)
n*ggas playin’ games, p*ssy n*ggas in the way (lame)
b*tches know my name, b*tches lookin’ at my ways (jelly)
i’m smokin’ on some sh*t, i can’t even feel my lip (exotic)
the police pulled up on me so a n*gga had to dip
catch me ridin’ on peachtree smokin’ london across the bridge (yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here? wolf)
[chorus: jelly]
spin the block, man, my n*ggas [?]
pull up to your crib, don’t try to hide, don’t try to run, b*tch
got some money, i got plenty money comin’
me and yaesane gettin’ high, we smokin’ london (cake)
spin the block, man, my n*ggas [?]
pull up to your crib, don’t try to hide, don’t try to run, b*tch
got some money, i got plenty money comin’
me and yaesane gettin’ high, we smokin’ london (cake)
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