King Coka

Lingo


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In our thing you get sent for
You go in alive, you come out dead
And it's your best friend that does it

(Hustle, hustle, hustle)
That money talking to me (talking)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking it, speak it)
The plug talking to me (plug)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (woo)

The money talking to me (money), I can hear it through the chatter
Shooting scenes like cameras, double cuppin' my Fanta
I just hopped out the Phantom with three hoes like Santa
Call me Tony Montana (Tony) in an orange bandana (yeah)
Orange flag and I'm hoover, pants saggin' on Medusa
That's Balmains on Medusa (Balmain), stay in your lane or I'll shoot ya
Bitch I ain't playin' I'm a shooter, got thirty rounds in the Rugar
Put thirty pounds in an Uber, this fish scale no tuna
I just spent about a band on this backpack
But I'ma put a hunnid bands in his backpack
Nigga play and I'ma burn him, put him in the ground like a turnip
For that sack I'll turn up, like turn up, turn up, turn up (turn up)

Yeah, money talking to me
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking, speaking it)
I speaky that lingo (mil', mil')
The plug talking to me (skrrt)
I speaky that lingo (woo)
I speaky that lingo (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
I speaky that lingo

The streets be talking to me (talking)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking it, speak it)
I speaky that lingo (yeah)
The money talking to me (money)
I speaky that lingo (it's talking to me)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)

Money talking to me (money), the Perc is talking to me (them Percs)
The drink be talking to to me (drink)
These bitches talking to me (these bitches)
My niggas talking to me (my niggas), so I'm talking to the block (the block)
We don't talk to no cops (no sir), fuck around and get shot
Strong arm a nigga block, stretch arms 'round the pots (that pot)
Balenciaga-chasin' thots, rubberband in my knots
Chop a choppa like Judo, space cadet I'm in Pluto
Yo' mamacita she a puto, I fuck on a bitch and I pull over
Trap house chopping bricks (brick), saran wrap it for the scent (scent)
Platinum watching for the lick (a lick), pay the plug in counterfeit
White bitch super thick, Pamela Anderson, marry her, never bruh
Just fuck on her then I'm passing her

Yeah, money talking to me
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking, speaking it)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking, speaking it)
I speaky that lingo (yup, yup)
The plug talking to me (woo)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that ligo)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (that lingo)

The streets be talking to me (streets)
I speaky that lingo (streets be talking)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking it, speak it)
I speaky that lingo (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The money talking to me
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)
I speaky that lingo (I'm speaking, speaking it)
I speaky that lingo (I speaky that lingo)


Autor(es): Daniel Fite