Woah Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy Drink Henny and mix with cola Day off, 'course I'm not sober Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agend Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite rеmember I don't remеmber, what's the agenda Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember I don't like my girl too slender Need them cheeks that return to sender Pull up with a bitch that's down-to-earth, wind, fire, like September Shawty got ass, need suspenders Hit a lil' back-stroke, now I'm a swimmer Came for the wood and my bitch said "timber Left with a splinter (Ayy) Got a link in Texas, she could be a ten if she just got tested (Woah) I don't trust these hoes, Up until then I'ma fuck my exes But if I feel reckless, checking my DMs, fill my gasoline Wake up with the London ting, she my English breakfast Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy Drink Henny and mix with cola Day off, 'course I'm not sober Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda I been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember, what's the agenda Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember I got a thing from a single mom So I hit Gravy, and he showed me all his selection She said that I'd be a ten if I texted her back and used some protection Said "don't judge me", I've got a man, but I don't have any objection From the south, but Gravy said "careful with a girl from Texas Gotta move swiftly, girls from the south get a little bit shifty I don't like fake hoes, I'ma just lay low, sit back, sip my whiskey Sliding through the east coast, got a few freak hoes, NYC get frisky I'ma guess you lazy, slide through the states, 'cause Gravy ran through all fifty Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm an icy boy, I was born in Minnesota I'm in London, no I ain't sober Hit my dawg like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda I been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember, what's the agenda I've been turnt up through December I don't like my girl too slender Booty so mad that I lost my temper, lost my temper Benji

What she got, she got to give it to somebody What she got, she got to give it to someone It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money It's just the fundamental twist of the sun What she got, she got to let somebody find it (really?) What she got is not for her to keep alone (oh) Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason (yea?) Why she wanna play it o-on her own She's got nothing on but the radio She's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away What she got, she got to give to some contender What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda Why she wanna keep it, keep it to herself She's got nothing on but the radio It's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away Who did the painting on my wall? Who left a poem down the hall? Oh I don't understand at all He-he-hey She's got nothing on but the radio She's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away She's got nothing on but the radio It's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away She takes my breath away She takes my breath away

Woah Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy Drink Henny and mix with cola Day off, 'course I'm not sober Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agend Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite rеmember I don't remеmber, what's the agenda Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember I don't like my girl too slender Need them cheeks that return to sender Pull up with a bitch that's down-to-earth, wind, fire, like September Shawty got ass, need suspenders Hit a lil' back-stroke, now I'm a swimmer Came for the wood and my bitch said "timber Left with a splinter (Ayy) Got a link in Texas, she could be a ten if she just got tested (Woah) I don't trust these hoes, Up until then I'ma fuck my exes But if I feel reckless, checking my DMs, fill my gasoline Wake up with the London ting, she my English breakfast Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy Drink Henny and mix with cola Day off, 'course I'm not sober Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda I been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember, what's the agenda Been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember I got a thing from a single mom So I hit Gravy, and he showed me all his selection She said that I'd be a ten if I texted her back and used some protection Said "don't judge me", I've got a man, but I don't have any objection From the south, but Gravy said "careful with a girl from Texas Gotta move swiftly, girls from the south get a little bit shifty I don't like fake hoes, I'ma just lay low, sit back, sip my whiskey Sliding through the east coast, got a few freak hoes, NYC get frisky I'ma guess you lazy, slide through the states, 'cause Gravy ran through all fifty Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent If you're wondering what's the attraction Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting I'm a simple man, I'm an icy boy, I was born in Minnesota I'm in London, no I ain't sober Hit my dawg like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda I been high since like November I like my tings nice and slender Said that we met, I don't quite remember I don't remember, what's the agenda I've been turnt up through December I don't like my girl too slender Booty so mad that I lost my temper, lost my temper Benji