London On Da Track - Bobby Womack lyrics

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London On Da Track - Bobby Womack lyrics

[Intro] We got London On Da Track [Hook: T.I.] I can give it to your a** if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your a** if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack [Verse 1: Young Thug] Cadillac banging that Bobby that Womack Big B's on pictures, you know that's that Bodak I'm with my whoadie, lil b**h oughta know that I had a sign for the millions, no zodiac Bend that b**h over like centers and quarterback (hike) When we take it we don't give a quarter back Turnt her up now her dad want his daughter back Oh no, now you got to see the law for that I want racks and features with bouquets And my motor's loud as a parade I got 20 chains on, I'm a slave To the money, for free not today My lil b**h pretty, Ricki no Lake And she watch all my moves while I pace I lost two of my chains yesterday They say "how they look?" I say "The lake" I'm a boss, ain't gon' tell her two times If she know I'ma f**, bae let's motherf**in' go I'm the truth in this booth and I run the A-Town and Miami Sak pase the zoes I'm the sh**, tempers on the migos, no motherf**in' crows Pockets I stuffed like they motherf**in' swole [Hook: T.I.] I can give it to your a** if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your a** if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack [Verse 2: Big Kuntry King] I used to ride Cadillacs Now, I'm whippin' a Wraith up in Womack Yep, right here is where ya hoe's at These Backwoods b**h, can you roll that? I ain't worried about no hater, see this extendo clips? Yeah, all these bullets, they can hold that Just me, my stick, and my whoadie All of my b**hes imported Pimping for real, you know it I count money faster than n***as can snort it All these blue hunnids in my pocket, damn Look like a crippin' young Blood n***a cross me Call me Red Cross cause you know I draw blood p**y n***a need to know this the mafia Have his dumb a** swimming with tilapia Little boy, you need to stay in your place Recognize a whole G, when he in your face When I used to sell blow n***a said the sh** so raw that they can't even feel they face Every real n***a know I run the A I got them young thugs thuggin' everyday [Hook: T.I.] I can give it to your a** if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your a** if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack