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letra de tingalin - vikdog

♪♪♪
uh. huh (them-then-then-then)
it’s your homeboy vikdog
you know how it is innit? (bl–dy h-ll)
oh.. on god
my peace on god
tinga-lin-ga-lin-ga-lin
i put my lips on top
tinga-lin-ga-lin-lin
put that b-tch on call
tinga-lin-ga-lin-ga-lin
(double up) listen…
i speak the truth, no one can dismiss (dismiss)
“peng ting” woke up in the morning with a lightskin gyal
clapped her… she’s used
after you’re done, pass her to the crew
she’s one of a kind, that bunda’s good (bad bunda)
shawty! stop it with the capping, i ain’t your daddy
mayday, mayday
man down… pull up with the opps and crack it
isn’t this a one time dispatch?
got my hands tied up with the drugs and the bands
left off i’d have put all my opps in the ground
shut up! chinging you is explicit
wagwan to your babe and her biscuit…
f-cked her once, it’s my instinct
don’t be vexed, it’s the game of the bando
climb to the top and your harem is f-cking verified
tick that bunda… verified
hands on her waist, that movement’s elegant
if she’s straight from the party, her bunda’s bouncing
climb her rear, it’s a polygon
trust that vibing… enterprising
she’s the best of the best when she’s whining
hips like candy…
look at the way she’s shaped like nigerian cardi (oh)
told her to stop that hips, she turned and twist…
god! which kin’ gbedu be this?
she asked “who are you?”, then i answered…
search up my social handles, vikdog’s verified
instantly wet like the ocean
treat all my girls without caution… trust in the lord for protection
man dem pull up with the crack in the frenzy…
hence, it’s what it is
on god (on god)
my peace on god (peace)
tinga-lin-ga-lin-ga-lin
i put my lips on top (i put my lips on top)
grab your knees or touch your toes
that doesn’t stop my rod (doesn’t, doesn’t)
whine your waist, sit on top
sniff your kala and cork your gun
on god (on god)
that b-tch will cum (b-tch will cum)
tinga-lin-ga-lin-lin
put that b-tch on call
she wants the yama to reach her tongue
aliyah shut up, anita stop
isabelle go keep her love
if she give wahala, i point am gun (i point am gun)
on god
my peace on god
tinga-lin-ga-lin-ga-lin
i put my lips on top
tinga-lin-ga-lin-lin
put that b-tch on call
tinga-lin-ga-lin-ga-lin
♪♪♪
listen up vagabond
testing the mic one, two
testing the mic
it’s your homeboy vikdog, you know how it is innit?
bl–dy h-ll
♪♪♪
tick that bunda… verified
hands on her waist, that movement’s elegant
if she’s straight from the party, her bunda’s bouncing
climb her rear, it’s a polygon
trust that vibing… enterprising
she’s the best of the best when she’s whining
hips like candy…
look at the way she’s shaped like nigerian cardi b
♪♪♪

- vikdog

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