This is a song about "London tug"

Couple months under him something in the oven

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

And become as big as london

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Till he chooses to tug at the game, then watch these uzi's spray

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Tug these sleeves up my arms

You haters put up your guards