London Lauren lyrics

[Hook: Hi-C]
Oh yeah, twin Glocks shooting sh*t like Contra (Oh yeah, yeah, Contra)
Break the rules, yeah, we gon' stomp ya (Yeah, stomp)
Queen of the Damned, pouring blood across ya
Say you want this drip, it's gon' cost ya (More, need more souls)
Twin Glocks pop a n*gga like a collar (Woah, woah), yeah, yeah (Woah)

[Intro: Hi-C]
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah (Blood, darkness)
Yeah, woah (Come unto me)
Yeah, woah (Yeah)
Yeah, woah (f*ck 'til the morning, aye, yeah, yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Hi-C]
Pull up in a foreign (Yeah)
Pull up with a bad b*tch, she foreign (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah, yeah)
f*cking that ho and she not important (Yeah)
Lightskin b*tch like London Lauren (Yeah)
Stay stay f*cking bad hoes, touring
She throw it back so I had to record it (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
Foreign b*tches, ho imported (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (What?)
f*ck a bad b*tch but it's not important (Huh?)
f*ck a bad b*tch, she drop-dead gorgeous (Yeah)
Crush up a pill and then she snort it
Sipping Hi-Tech, it got me snoring (Yeah)
You got drank, lil' n*gga, pour it (Yeah, yeah)
Thumbing through blues (Yeah, yeah, thumbing through blues)
Thumbing through blues (Yeah)
I'ma cash out just to flex on you (Yeah)
Drop-top Porsche just to sh*t on you (Woah)
Who these n*ggas? Don't got no clue (No)
Bad yellow b*tch like Sailor Moon (Yeah)
Pouring Hi-Tech inside a Ramune (Yeah)
Make the wrong move and we stepping on you (Yeah)
Two-door coupe, watch me drop the roof (Woah)
Pull up on you, pull off with your boo
And her best friend wanna get in too
Leave a f*ck n*gga in my rearview (Yeah)
Oh yeah, twin Glocks shooting sh*t like Contra (Oh yeah, yeah, Contra)
Break the rules, yeah, we gon' stomp ya (Yeah, stomp)
Queen of the Damned, pouring blood across ya
Say you want this drip, it's gon' cost ya
Twin Glocks pop a n*gga like a collar (Woah, woah), yeah, yeah (Woah)
[Chorus: Hi-C]
Pull up in a foreign
Pull up with a bad b*tch, she foreign (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah, woah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning
f*cking that ho and she not important
Lightskin b*tch like London Lauren
Stay stay f*cking bad hoes, touring
She throw it back so I had to record it

[Post-Chorus: Hi-C]
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Woah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Woah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Woah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning
Bad lil' b*tch wanna f*ck 'til the morning (Yeah)
Pop a bean, b*tch, I can f*ck 'til the morning

[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Damn, breaking the green, I'm pouring up slime
I cast a love spell then take that ho mind
Hit your b*tch from the back, I broke that ho spine
Smoking that gas, lil' b*tch, it's too fire
I pull up in coupe, the doors suicide
I hop out with slatt, you know you'll get slimed
Could've f*cked your b*tch but I had no time (Slatt)
What these f*ck n*ggas be thinking?
Blood diamonds twerking right on my pinky
Smoking that opp pack, this sh*t got me reeking
She giving me brain, this lil' b*tch a genius
I hop out the foreign, you pull up in Prius
So much gun smoke I can't even see sh*t
Beefing over hoes, these n*ggas be tweaking
Pouring up slime, it's green when I'm peeing
Pretty Boy Demon just like human being
Took that lil' b*tch soul, it's demon season
di*k in her stomach, got your lil' b*tch wheezing
Super Saiyan killer, b*tch, I feel like Frieza
I don't drink lean, got demon blood, I'm leaning