you, need you, want you back in my life) Come back, baby come back (Love you, miss you, need you, want you back in my life) Come back, hey, come on, come on back
space shuttle and I'm not coming down I'm a stereo and she's just so monotone Sometimes it's just me and all my bottles all alone I ain't coming back
beat it up like Paul Bunyan And I can't believe they let an American werewolf in London Especially when drinking Gs with a tonic Steady be trippin' while
shuttle and I'm not coming down I'm a stereo and she's just so monotone sometimes it's just me and all my bottles all alone I ain't coming back this time
the air for the for the UK, Hey! [Hook:] [Estelle:] DJ play the beat, DJ DJ play the beat, DJ DJ play the beat, [repeat] [Verse 1:] [Estelle:] I said
no, She has hired a once famous, singing trio! 'The Dazzling Eette-ettes' And if I am not mistake, here they comes this very mimette, Mimmette? Here they come
yourself in my space shuttle and I'm not coming down I'm stereo and she's just so monotone sometimes it just me and all my bottles all alone I ain't coming back
Never had a desire for Chinese zoots Big up my midland up north troops Any playas in my face come up with a bruise Get your backs up backs up back off
I beg you talk to them there weak Like [Chorus] Oh I'm coming from under the ground Tonight I'm coming up to take it down I'm free coming deep from
of boots for a new piece of butt Sweet daddy are you there? Sammy B is on the cut Spinning back for a rap that's laid back Ready to kick back, those
sleep is for the living and not a utensil that I require I swear i said, that i'll sleep when im dead whos on the beat upon the feature with Ed its D-
that go that way Go that way, go that way, go that way Go that way, go that way, go that way Everyone who likes this come this way (Come this way) Let
how I used to get beat up Peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every three months My life's like kinda what my wife's like Fucked up after I beat
no don't backstab me! If Grime was a chick she should of grabbed me, flagged me This is London, back me... (Back me, back me, back me....) But if you
man, you know who game this is Young Hov Name is respected in fifty different languages, mommy come roll I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, London on Monday Back
max we go And treat these verses like Margarito and Pacquiao Teachers thought I'd never come out my shell and well Now I hop on beats and go pistachio
see it on stage like Supernatural Internationally known [Verse One] I have, travelled the planet and touched many foreign lands From the streets of London
thoughts go away Back when children played their games London Bridge and Jesse James She captured flags, she bounced the ball And every time, she beat them all And now she comes
