Fuck The World (Summer In London) Remix

by Brent Faiyaz with: 2 Chainz

Duration:
4:57
Released:
Jul 24, 2020
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Lyrics for Fuck The World (Summer In London) Remix by Brent Faiyaz:

Chorus: Brent Faiyaz
Wanna fuck the world I'm a walkin’ erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"

Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz
Don't open your mouth if you ain’t speaking good to me
I ain't built like him
You fuckin' with a G
Just 'cause I fuck you, that don't mean I trust you, I don't
You got some high hopes
High hopes, baby
Fuck me crazy and I'll tell you 'bout me
I was nothin’ at all
Took a trip to London just to hear how they talk
Back to 410
You should hear how they talk
He might be Mr. Track and Field but I done ran through ’em all
Yeah that nigga play D1 but you still watch how we ball
I ain't never home for long but you pull up when I call
All the hood niggas respect me
Strippers wanna sex me
You bluffed on him
Now he mad because you let me
If it ain’t fucked up don't change it
I'd prolly be dead if I was basic
Would you still give me head if I had day shifts?
I work when I want
I do what I want
She get what she want
I call her my wishing wand
Wash it off when you top me off you know I be slumped

Chorus: Brent Faiyaz & 2 Chainz
Wanna fuck the world I'm a walkin’ erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"
Your nigga caught us texting (Yeah)
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is" (Tony)

Verse 2: 2 Chainz
Breath of fresh air from the bando, the bucket
You was so far right headed
I catch up, I mustard, that saucy
Not Ross but bossy (Bossy)
Put her legs in the air now I'm ? after that car seat (Ooh)
Hand on her batty (Batty)
Lower back, arch it (Arch it)
Crib in LA, I go next door to party (Yeah)
Real ones know weak links
Concerned 'bout mink links
Got a question for you, how you thick and you petite? (How?)
Beat it up a lil' skid, skid
From the Southside lil' Keke (Hmm)
If she got that good head, might put that throat on repeat (Yeah)
Make her make the bed up just to fuck her, I'm a neat freak (Do it)
And I'm from Atlanta, got a bloodline full of Freaknik (Yeah)
I'm right there where the ? are or somewhere at a hookah bar
Flew to London just to shop, I told her "I'll be back tomorrow" (Yeah)
In the back like Aaliyah, silk on my mattress (Silk)
Condo in Jupiter, view on my address (Yeah)

Chorus: Brent Faiyaz
Wanna fuck the world I'm a walkin' erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"

Bridge: Brent Faiyaz
Don't come around, if you ain't close to me
I ain't built like them, you gotta work for me
Just 'cause I haunt you it don't mean I want you, I don't
You got some high hopes
High hopes

Chorus: Brent Faiyaz
Wanna fuck the world I'm a walkin' erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "Baby don't be mad, you know how Brent is"

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