Lyrics Brixton To Oxford Circus - Ramz

Brixton To Oxford Circus

Likkledotz on the beat
It’s Likkledotz OTB
Look
Took the tube from Brixton to Oxford Circus, went Selfriges, I cleaned up
Took my young boy (for a) burger and lobster and I told him eat up
In the back of the Royce with my feet up
With my Puma G’d up
I got sweet ones sending me pictures because they wanna meet and greet up
And my wallet doesn’t Jimmy in it because the girls from Ups are silly wiv it
Now am in the back of the whip getting busy wiv it
I was too damn quickie wiv it (But)
I don’t wanna breed from it
I never agreed on
Told her delete my number, keep bopped up, got liquor and P from it
(aye) Look
Come out the station, I ain’t got 30 seconds or change on me
«What's that jingling in your pockets?»
That’s the keys to the AMG
Why do mandem hate on me?
Why do mandem hate on me?
Tell the girl use setting spray, she got makeup stain on me
Now I gotta take this Louis jumper to the dry cleaners
I just rang up Save Your Soles for my Dior sneakers
Never got love from all of my teachers
Never got touched once;
they’re all speakers
Left the place in a mess like it’s carnival, next day they had to call cleaners
Took the tube from Brixton to Oxford Circus, went Selfriges, I cleaned up
Took my young boy (for a) burger and lobster and I told him eat up
In the back of the Royce with my feet up
With my Puma G’d up
I got sweet ones sending me pictures because they wanna meet and greet up
And my wallet doesn’t Jimmy in it because the girls from Ups are silly wiv it
Now am in the back of the whip getting busy wiv it
I was too damn quickie wiv it (But)
I don’t wanna breed from it
I never agreed on
Told her delete my number, keep bopped up, got liquor and P from it
Look
Took my glasses off then I rub my eyes — is it BBL or hers?
I got one jarring girl texting me;
asking me for a purse
I’ll drop Laquisha for Kalisha — tell the other one to diverse
I lost my car keys the week after — True say I was cursed
I never front, get what I want
I make the call to just bring her right back
She had a man, she gave it up
Pussy on tap, hit it like that
Fling it right back like a boomerrang
Couldn’t careless if she’s true to man
Got a private jet that’s due to land
This fast lifestyle ain’t new to man
Took the tube from Brixton to Oxford Circus, went Selfriges, I cleaned up
Took my young boy (for a) burger and lobster and I told him eat up
In the back of the Royce with my feet up
With my Puma G’d up
I got sweet ones sending me pictures because they wanna meet and greet up
And my wallet doesn’t Jimmy in it because the girls from Ups are silly wiv it
Now am in the back of the whip getting busy wiv it
I was too damn quickie wiv it (But)
I don’t wanna breed from it
I never agreed on
Told her delete my number, keep bopped up, got liquor and P from it