London Bridge

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I'm chillin' on a hammock

Shit faced, way up in the fucking sky

I'm rolling up that loud blunt

Take my hand girl, we fly tonight

That 18th birthday take me back

I sold my soul, I killed myself

I cannot die and I never will

My body's cursed under that spell

But I love the way your kisses feel upon me

And every time I walk away, your love, it haunts me

One, two, buckle my shoe

Three, four, done fucked them hoes

Five, six, she sucked my dick

Seven, eight, that shit felt great

London Bridge is fallin' down

Fallin' down, fallin' down

London Bridge is fallin' down

And so were her panties

When that London Bridge, it fell

It ended you and me, for real

Girl, I even miss your smell

Every day, it seems unreal

Girl, I need you, I need you

Them movie nights, they got me through

I need you, I need you

What's Halloween without you, boo?

One, two, buckle my shoe

Three, four, done fucked them hoes

Five, six, she sucked my dick

Seven, eight, that shit felt great

London Bridge is fallin' down

Fallin' down, fallin' down

London Bridge is fallin' down

And so were her panties

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless

And I don't know why, with you, every time I dance

In a storm with your best dress, fearless

I love it when these fake bitches hate all behind my back

At least before you worked out, you had some tits and a little ass

Now you ain't got nada

Bitch you gotta stop, you look just like a llama

You got DUI's, you sloppa

I'ma wanna be Fetty Wap, ok, bitch

That's why you can't even take a dick

Nobody wants that wack ass shit

That's why all you got is your dog, dumb bitch

I'm so happy I'm not you

So insecure, and so pathetic, boo, ohh

One, two, buckle my shoe

Three, four, done fucked them hoes

Five, six, she sucked my dick

Seven, eight, that shit felt great

London Bridge is fallin' down

Fallin' down, fallin' down

London Bridge is fallin' down

And so were her panties

Nowadays, I got grown men worried about just what I do

Like why the fuck you even care, I do me, so you do you

I got you feeling all type of ways

Honestly bro, that sound real gay

All stressed out, just typing away

Sharing your feelings all about me

And I know you got nothin' to do

Better with your personal life

I know that you work, bro, super cool

That's super nice

Honestly, bro, think about your life

How the fuck gonna tell me what's wrong, what's right

I never did you wrong, not once, not twice

So why you even worried about my life, bitch

Yeah, you live at your parent's old house, bro

You're pretty dope

I never met a dude that runs his mouth about another dude

That boring ass life's all you'll ever do

What the fuck do you even have to live for, dude?

I'm following my dreams, so fuck you, too

And I'll follow them bitches till the day they come true

Bet your booty hole is feeling sore

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