So here we go, bingo, girls dig the lingo this should spark a thot or two and
Mugz has got a single It's about damn time
Didn't know I had to rhyme just to turn a dime
I'm like, damn dude, fine
So now I want you all to see that this is more than destiny
This that shit that had to be, this that late night after three
Drizzy don't get mad at me, ever since the Ivy League
No one looking after me, do or die and I ain't tryin to leave
One more rhyme, it's time to breeze, so one more time give props to Steve
One more line, don't stop, just breathe, haters hate I'm doing me
A few more hits, man, dynasty, no one's quite as fine as me
As I rhyme in perfect time, is this the divine man? probably
Hold up, man, stop the beat
Your checking account available balance is $12,617,290.56
Oh shit, what is this
F*cking sounds like Mugz is freaking rich
Someone finally got their cheddar, now you cannot tell me shit
I'm sorry, you're so sorry, man, I know that life's a bitch
My bar is way up high, mamita please get off this dick
Okay, your body's fire, come on, make it nice and quick
I'm laying down a track right now, I know I gotta hit
Steve man hit the switch, this is definitely it
This is definitely it
UncleMugz - Bingo! Lyrics
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So here we go, bingo, girls dig the lingo this should spark a thot or two and
Mugz has got a single It's about damn time
Didn't know I had to rhyme just to turn a dime
I'm like, damn dude, fine
So now I want you all to see that this is more than destiny
This that shit that had to be, this that late night after three
Drizzy don't get mad at me, ever since the Ivy League
No one looking after me, do or die and I ain't tryin to leave
One more rhyme, it's time to breeze, so one more time give props to Steve
One more line, don't stop, just breathe, haters hate I'm doing me
A few more hits, man, dynasty, no one's quite as fine as me
As I rhyme in perfect time, is this the divine man? probably
Hold up, man, stop the beat
Your checking account available balance is $12,617,290.56
Oh shit, what is this
F*cking sounds like Mugz is freaking rich
Someone finally got their cheddar, now you cannot tell me shit
I'm sorry, you're so sorry, man, I know that life's a bitch
My bar is way up high, mamita please get off this dick
Okay, your body's fire, come on, make it nice and quick
I'm laying down a track right now, I know I gotta hit
Steve man hit the switch, this is definitely it
This is definitely it
Mugz has got a single It's about damn time
Didn't know I had to rhyme just to turn a dime
I'm like, damn dude, fine
So now I want you all to see that this is more than destiny
This that shit that had to be, this that late night after three
Drizzy don't get mad at me, ever since the Ivy League
No one looking after me, do or die and I ain't tryin to leave
One more rhyme, it's time to breeze, so one more time give props to Steve
One more line, don't stop, just breathe, haters hate I'm doing me
A few more hits, man, dynasty, no one's quite as fine as me
As I rhyme in perfect time, is this the divine man? probably
Hold up, man, stop the beat
Your checking account available balance is $12,617,290.56
Oh shit, what is this
F*cking sounds like Mugz is freaking rich
Someone finally got their cheddar, now you cannot tell me shit
I'm sorry, you're so sorry, man, I know that life's a bitch
My bar is way up high, mamita please get off this dick
Okay, your body's fire, come on, make it nice and quick
I'm laying down a track right now, I know I gotta hit
Steve man hit the switch, this is definitely it
This is definitely it
Writer: Douglas Peck
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid