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Cuban Link Video (MV)




Performed By: God Body Bingo
Language: English
Written by: Nicholas Bienvenu, Leon Bingham
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God Body Bingo - Cuban Link Lyrics




Niggas got me f*cked up

Hey

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most

This ain't no regular shit
I ain't no regular nigga so I can't be seen with no regular...
Come on, I ain't the one you should front on
This ain't no play you can punt on
Niggas ain't talkin bout nothin' but trust me I'm gone let the sentences run on
Running they mouth I'm running these routes I guess they gone figure it out
If you want the biggest to make an appearance it's gone be a different amount
They can't pay the ticket I ain't even trippin shit they barely hear from me now
I'm relaxed in the trenches so they never visit they too scared to be out of bounds
Half the time I ain't even in town
I done start catching flights they buying the hype when really I been on the ground
I'm not one to pick fights cause niggas too light you might need to pick up some pounds
But I'm sittin' right here with crown
I ain't worried it's safe and it's sound
I got this Cuban Link sittin on my neck I came from dead broke
Back and forth to LA like I signed a deal with Death Row
I just manifested and it happened cause I said so
You could do it too I swear I'm the living proof but these

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most

This ain't no run of the mill
This ain't no everyday typical cut all that casual yall need to chill
Niggas ain't know they could do it till I went and did it be f*cking for real
Now they tuned into the movement tryna be included yeah they wanna build
Now they acknowledge the skill
Now they salute all the effort I had to do extra to have the appeal
Now true intentions revealed
Don't you know I be with steppers who thrive under pressure see that's where we live
Don't you know I got the leverage I keep that shit separate cause that's what it is
Strictly the biz, say who you with?
Either you with or against you gotta commit you can't play the fence
Niggas will ride on the bench to win when you win but I ain't convinced
Niggas ain't been where I been so I can't depend don't know the intent
I hate to make shit so intense
But listen it's a Cuban Link hanging on my wrist I came from down bad
Misery love company I had to get from 'round that
Money hang with money while the dummies hang with dummies
Take my taxes up a bracket can't nobody take it from me cause these

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most
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English

Niggas got me f*cked up

Hey

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most

This ain't no regular shit
I ain't no regular nigga so I can't be seen with no regular...
Come on, I ain't the one you should front on
This ain't no play you can punt on
Niggas ain't talkin bout nothin' but trust me I'm gone let the sentences run on
Running they mouth I'm running these routes I guess they gone figure it out
If you want the biggest to make an appearance it's gone be a different amount
They can't pay the ticket I ain't even trippin shit they barely hear from me now
I'm relaxed in the trenches so they never visit they too scared to be out of bounds
Half the time I ain't even in town
I done start catching flights they buying the hype when really I been on the ground
I'm not one to pick fights cause niggas too light you might need to pick up some pounds
But I'm sittin' right here with crown
I ain't worried it's safe and it's sound
I got this Cuban Link sittin on my neck I came from dead broke
Back and forth to LA like I signed a deal with Death Row
I just manifested and it happened cause I said so
You could do it too I swear I'm the living proof but these

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most

This ain't no run of the mill
This ain't no everyday typical cut all that casual yall need to chill
Niggas ain't know they could do it till I went and did it be f*cking for real
Now they tuned into the movement tryna be included yeah they wanna build
Now they acknowledge the skill
Now they salute all the effort I had to do extra to have the appeal
Now true intentions revealed
Don't you know I be with steppers who thrive under pressure see that's where we live
Don't you know I got the leverage I keep that shit separate cause that's what it is
Strictly the biz, say who you with?
Either you with or against you gotta commit you can't play the fence
Niggas will ride on the bench to win when you win but I ain't convinced
Niggas ain't been where I been so I can't depend don't know the intent
I hate to make shit so intense
But listen it's a Cuban Link hanging on my wrist I came from down bad
Misery love company I had to get from 'round that
Money hang with money while the dummies hang with dummies
Take my taxes up a bracket can't nobody take it from me cause these

Rappers ain't one thousand you can learn from Bingo Kilo
I'm just stating facts this ain't got nothin' to do with ego
They say shooters shoot so make or miss I dump and reload
But I never miss that's why I'm quick to get them c-notes
Huh, but you already know doe
Pull up and hop out the 4 do'
Cuban Link Tony, Manolo
Cuban Link Raekwon and Ghost
Yeah she my type she the proto
Pull up and score from the logo
Memories fade take a photo
Tell em we doin the most
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Writer: Nicholas Bienvenu, Leon Bingham
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC


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