Wyler Adair - Made in London lyrics

Yeah i like the vibe of this one
Yeah, yeah

Babygirl, I got that appetite (yeah)
Put your man in fright
I make all the angel delight yeah
You know I'm made in London
But I still made me a dozen
I get all the people buzzin'
You know we out here shinin' yeah
We burnin' bread by the hour
We making it fuckin' shower
I spend my money on that liquor
She told me go bigger
So I'll finish off the bottle
Now I turn it up full throttle
I'm getting up to that peak
Now thеy all know me yeah

I put pen to papеr
Now they thank me for my labour
This the shit they can't deny
This the shit that make 'em fly
This the shit that's on repeat
This the shit they play on the street
This the shit that make you vibe
This the shit that gives you drive
This the shit that make you hundreds
And I'm counting all 'em up (yeah)
Stackin' all this bread
And I haven't reached the top, ay
Neither has my game
You can tell, verses ain't the same yeah
Still building all 'em up
Like I'm on a fucking crane yeah
And that's the way I construct these verses
So much dough I got two purses
I'm pre booking all those hearses
And I'm lifting all the curses, ay
I have a weapon in my mind
I twist words and I make the punchline
I'm sitting right on top of that shrine
One day I'm gonna make the top mine
I'm sippin' all this motherfucking tea
You got me thinkin' I got the recipe
Now you want a part of me
But I can't give my heart away for free yeah

Yeah, and she wanna talk
But I don't wanna conversate
She got me thinkin' 'bout our first date
Man, that life we had was great yeah
But now that time has passed
And we movin' on too fast
I just wanted it to last
But I hope you had a blast yeah