London Girl
A song made by junior
London Girl
A song made by junior
Yeah yeah
Afrobeats meets the ends, you know
London ting!
She dey move like queen for Peckham
Prada bag, fresh fade, no dulling
She tell me say she from the south side
But her vibe dey scatter Lagos, Lekki
When she wine am, omo!
I no fit breathe, she dey finish me
Her accent mixing up, switching codes
From ends to naija, she dey kill the show
London girl, you dey drive me crazy oh
The way you move your body, e choke!
From Brixton to VI, anywhere we go
You be the baddest, everybody know
London girl, my number one oh
African queen for the UK zone
You get that ginger, that fire, that glow
London girl, I no go ever let you go!
She know her worth, no time for nonsense
Independent queen, stacking her pence
She talk that talk, walk that walk proper
Jollof and plantain, fish and chips after
She say "wagwan", I say "bawo ni"
Two worlds collide when she dey beside me
From ends to Lagos, we dey rep am well
This London girl, she cast her spell
London girl, you dey drive me crazy oh
The way you move your body, e choke!
From Brixton to VI, anywhere we go
You be the baddest, everybody know
London girl, my number one oh
African queen for the UK zone
You get that ginger, that fire, that glow
London girl, I no go ever let you go!
London girl
You scatter everywhere!
No cap!
