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2AM IN LONDON Video (MV)




Performed By: MILLII
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Emileo Madriaga
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MILLII - 2AM IN LONDON Lyrics




Man
We overseas with it
Uh
Come on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp

Yeah
I'm sliding through this beat through nooks and crannies
I'm the manny, she say have you been to London are you ready
And I think that it's a Friday and she looking just like Debbie
Then she met me at the door and she ain't have no bra or panties wait (she ain't having nothing on she naked)
She done did the honors, ain't she friendly
Still got her eye out, cause situations be uncanny
But she put the ass on me and I hit it, double whammy
Then I put her ass to sleep, sleeping naked her pajammie's (yeah)
2am out in London after show
Then I hop back on the bus and put a jacket on it's cold
I ain't have no foundation so I build it on my own
Cause I'm blessed with the Midas, God put it in my soul (in my soul)
Now they wanna follow everywhere I go
Now they wanna give me like 10 to 20 thou a show
And they calling me a country boy, well n- giddy up
I compete with the best of n- to put my city on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp

I ain't done yet
Out in London might as well just go and have some fun yeah
Stack pounds, then I go and run off in the sunset
Hitting miles and there I go, I'm playing all my songs man
Man I might come back to London, spend some time alone yeah (yeah)
A couple stops, got it rocking, yeah I know it
But, this time it's getting hot, I take my jacket off and throw it
I might sing out the window to your girl like a poet
Cause he walking, running, riding at all times just keep it going
The best things, best cars, six rings (what else)
Cold bling, hot wings don't change (okay)
Walk around with a bandana and eye frames (you know it)
Then the people pull out they cameras for hot takes (camera flicks)
Now they wanna follow everywhere I go
Now they wanna give me like 10 to 20 thou a show
And they calling me a country boy, well n- giddy up
I compete with the best of n- to put my city on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp
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English

Man
We overseas with it
Uh
Come on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp

Yeah
I'm sliding through this beat through nooks and crannies
I'm the manny, she say have you been to London are you ready
And I think that it's a Friday and she looking just like Debbie
Then she met me at the door and she ain't have no bra or panties wait (she ain't having nothing on she naked)
She done did the honors, ain't she friendly
Still got her eye out, cause situations be uncanny
But she put the ass on me and I hit it, double whammy
Then I put her ass to sleep, sleeping naked her pajammie's (yeah)
2am out in London after show
Then I hop back on the bus and put a jacket on it's cold
I ain't have no foundation so I build it on my own
Cause I'm blessed with the Midas, God put it in my soul (in my soul)
Now they wanna follow everywhere I go
Now they wanna give me like 10 to 20 thou a show
And they calling me a country boy, well n- giddy up
I compete with the best of n- to put my city on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp

I ain't done yet
Out in London might as well just go and have some fun yeah
Stack pounds, then I go and run off in the sunset
Hitting miles and there I go, I'm playing all my songs man
Man I might come back to London, spend some time alone yeah (yeah)
A couple stops, got it rocking, yeah I know it
But, this time it's getting hot, I take my jacket off and throw it
I might sing out the window to your girl like a poet
Cause he walking, running, riding at all times just keep it going
The best things, best cars, six rings (what else)
Cold bling, hot wings don't change (okay)
Walk around with a bandana and eye frames (you know it)
Then the people pull out they cameras for hot takes (camera flicks)
Now they wanna follow everywhere I go
Now they wanna give me like 10 to 20 thou a show
And they calling me a country boy, well n- giddy up
I compete with the best of n- to put my city on

2am, in London and we going back again
Champagne hella bottles up in here
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp, it's
2am (2am) in London and we going back again (back again)
Champagne hella bottles up in here (up in here)
Name got a lot of ring to it yeah do my walk like a pimp
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Writer: Emileo Madriaga
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