Lingo (feat. J.I the Prince of N.Y & Chunkz) - Deno & Charlie Sloth

Yeah I can't find love in this club (no) Blew a couple racks, now she touchin' on me I can't show love in this club, no (no) All my niggas strapped, but we keep it low-key You don't wanna tell 'em what you doin' for the night He left you all alone so you doin' what you like If we fall in love in this club (no) She gon' probably tell her friends she was fuckin' on me So I can't fall in love in this club (no) Blew a couple racks, now she touchin' on me I can't show love in this club, no (no) All my niggas strapped, but we keep it low-key You don't wanna tell 'em what you doin' for the night He left you all alone so you doin' what you like If we fall in love in this club (no) She gon' probably tell her friends she was fuckin' on me (yeah) I can't show no love and affection I got all the drugs in my section, oh She gon' probably fall in love in my section So, she know not to come to my section, no I know how to make you come this way (oh) Can't nobody make you cum this way (no) I know how to show you love when you stressed (oh) You should let a nigga love and caress (on you) I ain't pull up to the club tryna hold hands He flexin' with a bitch who look just like a grown man She in ya section, this Presidential Rollie got me ready for elections Soon as I step in the club, they sendin' bottles my direction, oh Who these other niggas you be trippin' over? (Oh) I was hopin' that maybe we could get closer Bad lil' bitch, I can't give her no exposure Why these other niggas tryna take your clothes off? I'ma blow it all, tell the same Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, ohh-oh I'ma blow it all, tell the same Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, ohh-oh So I can't fall in love in this club (no) Blew a couple racks, now she touchin' on me I can't show love in this club, no (no) All my niggas strapped, but we keep it low-key You don't gotta tell 'em what you doin' for the night He left you all alone so you doin' what you like If we fall in love in this club (no) She gon' probably tell her friends she was fuckin' on me (yeah)

I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me, differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me They put a price on top of your head and you ain't even know it All these tears are done, shattered, I'on even show it You left me alone and fucked with my soul, I was feeling hopeless You was taking the food right off my plate thinking I ain't notice Lil n- you don't be in the field Every day you was eating a meal Where I'm from n- hate for no reason, you can get killed just for keepin' it real I did everything these n- said I couldn't do, they don't believe in me still These n- ain't sh-, all they do is talk sh- 'cause they ain't gon' see me for real I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me I done lost plenty of n- and it's crazy, 'cause nowadays I just be used to this sh- I can name many n- movin' shitty, it's crazy the way n- move for a b- I know you probably gon' look at me differently I gotta move like a demon consistently We ain't gon' talk 'bout the sh- that you done for me 'Cause I'm still stuck with the sh- that you did to me

I came thru with the sauce Jumped into the passenger seat to tight And the big man poor I know why they're looking at me Cuz I'm young and wavey My lifestyle crazy I-I-I'm young and wavey My lifestyle crazy I came thru with the sauce Jumped into the passenger seat too tight And the big man poor I know why they're looking at me PART ONE OF LIFESTYLE

Hmm, yo (Who made this, JB made this, hahaha) Hahaha Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer Twenty plate, that's a buss down (woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger For realers be my side (ooters) They don't slip, they slide (ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer Twenty plate, that's a buss down (woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger For realers be my side (ooters) They don't slip, they slide (ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla Just came through with a one-two, If you ask me then I might just son you I don't give a shit 'bout numbers, undo But ask for my numbers and I might just done you (I'll do that) They copy and paste, they best undo Everyone salutes when they see me but you (salute) Shout out Driz when I cut through, wooka, paw, I bring out the kung-fu I'm in the ghetto, ra-ta-ta-ta, ra-ta-ta-ta And this one chick's way too paro I'm with my dawgs, I'm with my dawgs One week I'm there, next week I'm gone One week in ends, next week Milan Foreign cars, I push to start, I see my guys, I say, "Wagman?" (yeah, yeah) Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer (skrr) Twenty plate, that's a buss down (woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger (skrr) For realers be my side (ooters) They don't slip, they slide (ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer Twenty plate, that's a buss down (woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger For realers be my side (ooters) They don't slip, they slide (gon' slide, ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla Eighteen with the million plaques Soon sittin' on like a million racks (that's right) I'm abroad, they like the accent, Guess I'm sounding like it's a million's track (woosh) And all my brothers still with me, and all my brothers good From backflips and tappin' tables, to makin' it out the hood Tell me what you like-like, baby? (Baby) I bring the ice-ice, baby Princess cuts, make you oh so brazy I make you slay like Stacey Take you the hood, show you finer things Different life to the life you life Hatton G for the finest rings (bossy) Babe, that's the life we live Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer (skrr) Twenty plate, that's a buss down (Woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger (skrr) For realers be my side (my side, ooters) They don't slip, they slide (they slide, ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla Yo, what's good my hitta? I sing on a chune but I ain't no singer Twenty plate, that's a buss down (woo), Twenty plate not old school dinger For realers be my side (my side, ooters) They don't slip, they slide (gon' slide, ooters) Put chains on your wife, ice, ice baby, no vanilla