London Boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send (?) to my new torch
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send nudes to my new toy
(I need to be on drugs for this)
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
I've got a thing for London boys
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
Yo Ariana it's (?)
Yeah
You wanna link up at Oxford Circus?
Girl, Ofcourse you know how to take the tubes
When I cross the (?) into London Town
My (?) I'm about to touch down
I'm tryna (?) the city with some (?) in the ground
I've gotta get my banks rate turning dollars into pounds
I get mine because I lay shit down
Yeah you ride but you don't make shit bounce
Copy pasting the way that I sound
You arrest the (?) these rappers can't go brown
You see no bloke here like me
I whisper in your ear make you (?) with the leash
On my bod like she ain't eat in a week
You so sexy I'm tryna get a peice
The woods overseas like to holla at me
Never compare when you can't compete
Let's go, hit me with the death show
Now I got the munchies so we heading to the Tesco
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send nudes to my new toy
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send (?) to my new torch
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send nudes to my new toy
(I need to be on drugs for this)
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
I've got a thing for London boys
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
I got a thing for London boys
Yo Ariana it's (?)
Yeah
You wanna link up at Oxford Circus?
Girl, Ofcourse you know how to take the tubes
When I cross the (?) into London Town
My (?) I'm about to touch down
I'm tryna (?) the city with some (?) in the ground
I've gotta get my banks rate turning dollars into pounds
I get mine because I lay shit down
Yeah you ride but you don't make shit bounce
Copy pasting the way that I sound
You arrest the (?) these rappers can't go brown
You see no bloke here like me
I whisper in your ear make you (?) with the leash
On my bod like she ain't eat in a week
You so sexy I'm tryna get a peice
The woods overseas like to holla at me
Never compare when you can't compete
Let's go, hit me with the death show
Now I got the munchies so we heading to the Tesco
Maybe it's the accent
Maybe it's the fact that you look so damn cute in a tracksuit
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
I'm looking for a new boy
Tell me you're a rude boy
Meet me in the club
Send nudes to my new toy
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
I'm running in a blond world
I could be a blond girl
(?) done deal
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
When you hear the sick song play on radio one
Turn it up (?) you'll be cute to have fun
London boys, London boys, London, London, London London boys
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Highmore, Ariana Dilorenzo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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