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The London Open Video (MV)




Performed By: Mac 11 London
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: London Elliott
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Mac 11 London - The London Open Lyrics
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This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission
Only motherf*cker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision
Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion
In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open
Yup, I've awoken, blue purple two-tone Can't you see it's frozen
I'ma drop a new song, hope that it goes in They told me to go long, tell em that I'm open
Bitch, with this or that or nothing Wait till I respawn, you gon' catch a suntan
Collecting my recon, lay back with my Ray-Bans You ain't on what we on, just letting you know, man
This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission
Only motherf*cker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision
Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion
In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open
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English

This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission
Only motherf*cker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision
Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion
In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open
Yup, I've awoken, blue purple two-tone Can't you see it's frozen
I'ma drop a new song, hope that it goes in They told me to go long, tell em that I'm open
Bitch, with this or that or nothing Wait till I respawn, you gon' catch a suntan
Collecting my recon, lay back with my Ray-Bans You ain't on what we on, just letting you know, man
This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission
Only motherf*cker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision
Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion
In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open
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Writer: London Elliott
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