Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ocho Cinco, artist - M Huncho. Album song Utopia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: M Huncho
Song language: English
Ocho Cinco |
| Quincy tell 'em |
| Quincy tell 'em, Quincy tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em |
| Family is my anchor, they’re holding me down |
| Anchor, they’re holding me down |
| Yeah |
| My family is my anchor, they’re holding me down |
| Some days it’s Gucci just saucing me down |
| Some days I don’t know where to smile or frown |
| Some days I went in to fluck with some clowns |
| I’m flucking some sheep, your weed is decease |
| I need me like three, trap and repeat, yeah, yeah |
| She’s the freak of the sheets, there is a kilo right under the bed, yeah |
| Baby I got all these people to feed, yeah |
| I got some bruddas that need to be free’d, yeah |
| I twist some haze in the sheet |
| I’m smoking the loud when it busy in the streets, yeah |
| She said she’s loving my style, it’s immaculate, yeah |
| I told her I don’t do love, I got a call from the trap again, yeah |
| I see the quarterback, I need a sack again |
| I got the piff, the plug is fix mandarin, (Yeah) foreign language (Yeah) |
| Smoking cabbage, everybody’s yeah living lavish |
| Rented Benzo, full automatic yeah (Full automatic yeah) |
| Money tall like lampost, ahh, ahh |
| I need more commas (More commas), yeah |
| Same routine yeah for four summers, what? |
| Beep-beep, I’m a road runner, yeah |
| I skeet-skeet, I see the po coming |
| Yeah, used to watch the OG’s from my bedroom window |
| Stepped out the road, now we’re star like Ringo, yeah |
| We’re not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah |
| Shotting herbs, used to shop by Bingo, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |
| Touched down, Huncho cinco, yeah (Twenty five, twenty five) |
| Touched down, you know Huncho cinco, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |
| Quincy got the track ready |
| Huncho bag the pack ready |
| Need a thousand stacks already, ahh |
| These bruddas, bitches get a damn peddy, ahh |
| My bruddas they so trap giddy, yeah (Trap-trap-trap-trap-trap) |
| Bitches showing off titties, yeah (Titties) |
| Her pussy pinker than the note fiddy, ahh (Some pinkish pinky) |
| Mo' money, I feel like Biggie, yeah (Smallz) |
| Cîroc for all my guys diddy, yeah (Let dem fall) |
| Get up on my phone tree |
| People like my own yeah, helping hands, showing love but in my face it’s thrown, |
| so I’m here to take the throne, yeah |
| Let these bruddas know, yeah, I got a journey on my own |
| And yeah they can’t clone, yeah, I been built this way, yeah |
| Pour a cup for the bitch Rosaine? |
| No way, now way, no way, now way |
| We smoke weed, we don’t do cocaine, yeah |
| Yeah, used to watch the OG’s from my bedroom window, yeah |
| Stepped out the road, now we’re star like Ringo, yeah |
| We’re not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah |
| Shotting herbs, used to shop by Bingo, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |
| Touched down, Huncho cinco, yeah (Twenty five, twenty five) |
| Touched down, you know Huncho cinco, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |
| Used to watch the OG’s from my bedroom window, yeah |
| Stepped out the road, now we’re star like Ringo, yeah |
| We’re not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah |
| Shotting herbs, used to shop by Bingo, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |
| Touched down, Huncho cinco, yeah (Twenty five, twenty five) |
| Touched down, you know Huncho cinco, yeah |
| That’s eight, four, five, call it ocho cinco, yeah |