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BEXEY – Google Maps lyrics
[Chorus]
And I roam around
On google maps yeah
Looking at everything I wanna get
And I hear the sound
Of the clicking mouse
More than my footsteps up on the ground
Places I wanna go
I rarely leave the home
Faces I wanna know
Think I seen you before
I roam around
I roam
And everything comes back around
[Verse]
See how I'm searching
For places I wanna go
All over the globe
I've seen tokyo, more than my own road
No brokes hoes
No not in my zone
Watching a hundred million pound mansion tours
If I want it ill have it
You doubt me, you sounding jealous
Ill get my mumma the cars she pointing at
When we in traffic
Shine brightly
Say you hate me then you try be like me
How the fuck you fallen off
Before you've even step foot on
Just like you on a unicycle
Been all around hollywood
But only behind my screen
I been working hard to see them stars under my feet
Branches on the palm trees
Chromed out harley
Trotting round' the globe
But nah I'm not from harlem
[Chorus]
And I roam around
On google maps yeah
Looking at everything I wanna get
And I hear the sound
Of the clicking mouse
More than my footsteps up on the ground
Places I wanna go
I rarely leave the home
Faces I wanna know
Think I seen you before
I roam around
I roam
And everything comes back around
And I roam around
On google maps yeah
Looking at everything I wanna get
And I hear the sound
Of the clicking mouse
More than my footsteps up on the ground
Places I wanna go
I rarely leave the home
Faces I wanna know
Think I seen you before
I roam around
I roam
And everything comes back around
[Verse]
See how I'm searching
For places I wanna go
All over the globe
I've seen tokyo, more than my own road
No brokes hoes
No not in my zone
Watching a hundred million pound mansion tours
If I want it ill have it
You doubt me, you sounding jealous
Ill get my mumma the cars she pointing at
When we in traffic
Shine brightly
Say you hate me then you try be like me
How the fuck you fallen off
Before you've even step foot on
Just like you on a unicycle
Been all around hollywood
But only behind my screen
I been working hard to see them stars under my feet
Branches on the palm trees
Chromed out harley
Trotting round' the globe
But nah I'm not from harlem
[Chorus]
And I roam around
On google maps yeah
Looking at everything I wanna get
And I hear the sound
Of the clicking mouse
More than my footsteps up on the ground
Places I wanna go
I rarely leave the home
Faces I wanna know
Think I seen you before
I roam around
I roam
And everything comes back around
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