Letras
Now I'm in the smoking section, sing me the blues
On my ones but she wants to give me a twos
Now I'm in the smoking section, sing me the blues
On my ones but she wants to give me a twos
London boy meets a London girl
In London, both know London well (Yeah man)
Ask for a cigarette, ask for a lighter
Might even ask for your lungs as well (Ayy)
Pretty as you like, nice personality
Plus had a nice pair of lungs as well
Smoking, flirting, call that smirking
Got her giggling, smiling, smirking
Talking about this, that and the third
Big bag of herbs
What's your name? What's your type?
What's your...? Wait, I won't ask that
I don't wanna open a big can of worms (Nah)
Yeah, we got loads in common
Knows the right, just knows the wrong ands
Knows what's dead, knows what's live
Knows the vibe, she knows I got 'em
Now I'm in the smoking section, sing me the blues
On my ones but she wants to give me a twos
Now I'm in the smoking section, sing me the blues
On my ones but she wants to give me a twos
Sing me the blues
Sing me a melody, sing it for brews
Sing me a song girl, sing me a tune
'Cause I'm hearing your voice like, "Isn't it cute?"
Listening to you
The convos got flow, rhythmic too
The more it goes on, sorta like a slow song
Take our time 'cause we getting in the groove
Isn't it smooth?
Sipping on juice
Doing up Bruce Lee, kicking it with you
Higher than the sky like we chilling on the moon
In space like they giving us room
Taking flight, just for tonight or maybe life
Find out face to face 'cause I ain't the type for dating sites
That's right, that's right
Excuse me, have you got a light?
Standing on your own tonight
I see you and I like your vibe
Let the flame ignite
Now I'm in the smoking section, sing me the blues