Chrisjenkins - Londa lyrics

[Verse 1: Chrisjenkins] I'm a keep it real funky We used to run around the block Get them 25 cent freeze pops from bunchie Running through the city with no shoes We was too country but them NYC hoes love me RIP Londa baby you know you know that I love you Do anything for you but we gotta keep it moving Don't worry you know I'm a make a movie Shoutout that boy snoopy That paper looking good in the light n***a Now let's go and get them M's Like a mayweather fight n***a Aye bo I been dripping in that sauce lately I dont know man dat prolly prolly why they hatin Its no debating they imitating lets just face it These rappers basic got my eye on the throne Cuz I never been complacent Cooking up that medication tell the patients be patient We working on greatness This ain't happen overnight had to put in overtime Told my team its dinner time Cause lord knows that we over grind Now its time to over shine Like a young cam newton in his prime The way I kick sh** you probably Thought I worked at finishline I'm here to take the game like gimme mine I ain't the plug but they show me love like I was but Aye f** the talking roll the d** up [Hook: Chrisjenkins] Londa was the plug n***a aye Londa was the plug n***a So I do this sh** for her n***a oh yeah I do this sh** fa her n***a On everything I love n***a Londa say don't f** witcha Cause you a f** n***a Aye Londa I don't know why they hate on me Probably cause the boy coming out the 80 aye [Verse 2: Chrisjenkins] It ain't no question about it No master p boy um bout it The weed I smoke be the loudest I'm in da cloud like the pilot My chick she thick as a stallion Luxurious ambition my styling Had to get my hustle up couldn't Rely on my talents I'm from the city of malice District 2 what it do or better yet aye bo Reporting live from the low Put ya cups in the air um bout to make us a toast Cuz after this tape drop we ain't goin broke no mo We ain't goin broke no mo no we ain't goin broke no mo My patner laughed when I told em He ain't gon have to sell dope no mo Shoutout my ceo we need all our merita I'm going off like beeper like I was selling it cheaper Wutup nique roll the reifer lets get higher then the eifel On the bible got da title dey ain't f**in wit me Word the biggie really really not even a itty bitty bit Pockets tired of being broke so I gotta get em fix Rub a genie make a wish I wish it was dat f**in easy Boy believe me ain't no sleepin till we eating Speakers beating beating beating down yo block Call the cops ain't no stopping thats no option The flow clean like I been mopping Hooks and punches like b hopkins In the streets steady mobbing like some mobstas She digging my posture I f**ed her real proper Then she took me to red lobster She ask why I go so hard wit my music My only reply was Londa Londa Londa Londa