Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speaking In Tungs, artist - Vado. Album song Slime Flu, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Eone
Song language: English
Speaking In Tungs |
Harlemmmmmmmmmm |
Who else gon' hold us down? |
Huh! |
You In! |
Vado! |
Say wahhhhhh?! |
What you mean! |
what you need ma? |
Yeah, you doing your thing ma |
Ass crack is seen outta your jeans ma |
Let me place a single right in between ma |
Ha, late nights, you could let em in |
Tell a friend, tell a friend how much chedda spin |
Most Definite |
Whatever my crew at, it’s more definite |
Huh! |
You ain’t got no wears in me casa |
Mongianos hoppin out a benz like a mobster |
Pasta, pellegrino penne a la vodka, lobster |
Filipino talk it to me proper |
Uh huh, whoa! |
You go slime, it’s your time (Slimeeeeeeeeeeee!) |
Throw your credits in the air and let that gold shine |
Ma, what’s really, what’s goodiee? |
Cause if I get some, have her speaking in tungs (Huh!) |
Like what you say? |
(Huh!) |
Ah! |
Ciroc poppin, what’s poppin? |
Mix coke and rum, weed got us both num |
Huhhhh! |
like what you say, huhhhhh |
Wassup slimee |
Uh.Check |
Mami like athletes |
I start her laugh again |
What’s your last name boo, Kardashian? |
Yeah, I got all the money |
Motorcycles, motorhomes, yeah I own it honey |
Yes! |
Rap now, change plans |
Might have seen me on gang land |
Count numbers, ramen |
Bowling alleys |
Stay in lane fair |
Check the check though |
Exo, Neck Glow, Chain Borrowed |
Hollo, Ecko, Tech Glow, Wet Doe |
Lets Go, Metro Politan Area |
Kill em with the X flow! |
I do, what I do, what I does |
I do, what I want, love is love |
My nickname is spit game |
Shit man, ice on the arm, no wrist sprain |
Ma, what’s really, what’s goodiee? |
Cause if I get some, have her speaking in tungs (Huh!) |
Like what you say? |
(Huh!) |
Ah! |
Ciroc poppin, what’s poppin? |
Mix coke and rum, weed got us both num |
Huhhhh! |
like what you say, huhhh |
Tell me something I wanna hear |
Trench coat and heels is nothing you wanna wear |
Put your friend on she wanna stare |
Chicks like ears every week I wanna pair |
It’s a family affair |
Only the fam here |
Hole Harlem uptown we stayin' here |
Chrome bottles, braclets and chandaliers |
You know Vado ain’t rich but damn near |
(Haaaa) As long as his man Cam there |
They like Reema with Sam running the tan chairs |
Like what you said dear |
Nuff talk with the g-4 on the land wear |
Ma what’s really, what’s goodie? |
Cause if I get some, have her speaking in tungs (Huh!) |
Like what you say? |
(Huh!) |
Ah! |
Ciroc poppin, what’s poppin? |
Mix coke and rum, weed got us both num |
Huhhhh! |
like what you say, huhhh |