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Capostraste na 1ª casa
Refrão
Dm Jet Bbplane Fheaded up to tDmhe sky
Spread wBbings in tFhe clouds, gettinDmg high
We Bbain't hiFt a rave in aBb while
So tCake me back to London
Primeira Parte
Yo, I do dDmeals, but I never get twanged (Twanged)
NBbews that ain't ever been Fplanned (Planned)
No gDmoons that were never in gangs (Gangs)
Where I'm frBbom, chat shit, gFet banged (What?)
Where I'm frDmom, chat shit, let the 12 gauge rip
Yeah, sBbick how it fits inF my hand (Hand)
I don't mBbix with the glitz and the glam (Glam)
All these stCupid pricks on the 'Gram
I don't dDmo online beef, or neeky grime beef
I'm wBbay too G'd upF to beef with grime neek
I bDmought an AP to help me time keep
My shBbooter ride deep,F he moves when I speak
My shDmooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy)
LBbeave you wet like you Fscuba dived
We were yBbounger then and now we're unified
South LCondon boys, get you crucified, I'm gone
Segunda Parte
It's that time
Big Mike and Teddy are on grime
I wanna trDmy new things, they just want me to sing
Because nBbobody thinks I Fwrite rhymes
And now I'm bDmack in the biz with my guy
Give me a pBbacket of the crisps andF my pint
I hit mBby friends up, go straight to the pub
'Cause I hCaven't been home in time
Yes, DmI, but that's my fault (Oh)
Grossed hBbalf a billi' on the DFivide Tour (Oh)
Yes, DmI ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh)
But now I'm bBback on the track withF Big Michael (Woah)
He said, "TDmeddy, never get off your high horse
And nBbever let 'em takeF your crown"
I've been awBbay for a while, travelled a billion miles
But I'm hCeading back to London town right Dmnow
Refrão
Jet plBbane heFaded up to theDm sky
Spread wBbings in tFhe clouds, gettinDmg high
We Bbain't hiFt a rave in aBb while
So tCake me back to London
Bass hBbigh, middFle nights, ceilinDm' low (Ceilin' low)
Sweat brBbow drippiFn' down, when iDmn Rome (When in Rome)
No tBbown does Fit quite like mBby home
So tCake me back to London
Terceira Parte
Yo, when I squDmeeze off this little plan of mine
On theBb remix, now IF got Ed on grime
And this Dmain't like any top ten of mine
I arrBbived at Wembley Fahead of time
And that's stDmadiums, man are aliens
I drink sBbuper-moltenF Vibranium
I go hBbard, I'm a livin' titanium
And I rock a C5970 daily
But I want sDmoul, I want Fflows
Don't need tags ripping off my clothes
Don't need prDmicks blowin' up my phone
And Ted said, "ThBbat's just the way Fthings go"
It's just the wDmay things go, amazin' flows
GrBbime or rap, man, I gave 'em both
TBbook this sound that was made in Bow
Went glCobal, man, now the piece is closed
Ponte
201Dm5 in a Baddingham pub
I told Stormz two years, he'll be wrapping it up
And you'll go through tDmears with the people you love
But when you get to the tDmop, man, it's never enough
'CFause you can win BRITS (It don't stop)
And you can do GlBbasgow (Headline slot)
But when you're mBbiles away and you're feeling alone
Gotta remCember that there ain't no place like Dmhome
Refrão
Jet plBbane heFaded up to theDm sky
Spread wBbings in tFhe clouds, gettinDmg high
We Bbain't hiFt a rave in aBb while
So tCake me back to London
Bass hBbigh, middFle nights, ceilinDm' low (Ceilin' low)
Sweat brBbow drippiFn' down, when iDmn Rome (When in Rome)
No tBbown does Fit quite like mBby home
So tCake me back to London
FinalDmBbF
DmBbF
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