Young Scooter – Plug Lingo

[Intro]
Haha, yeah nigga, count up
Black migo, count up

[Verse 1]
I just hit up Avianne, told him I want clear stones (real diamonds)
I’m ’bout to say fuck this shit, it’s no more talkin’ on cellphones
Flyin’ packs from Hollywood, coolin’, juggin’ out the load
When they touch Atlanta, plug prices in Lil Mexico
Jugg and finessin’, they ask how I do (finesse)
Get your calculator nigga, I make count music (count up)
You can count to it (count up), smoke an ounce to it (yeah)
Or go and make a jugg, nigga this is plug music (plug)
So I speak plug lingo (yeah), remember I used to four four? (yeah)
But now it’s twenty for a show so I don’t four four no more (nah)
But I still got bricks though (bricks)
Hoes full of bales too (remix)
Same clientele my whole life, I just ain’t servin’ you (Young Scooter)

[Chorus]
The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo

[Verse 2]
My producer did this beat, shout out to Metro
A jugg want a brick right after the show
That nigga the police, I know though
I’m street smart nigga, and you know how that go though
Everybody want to be a plug but can’t handle it
Soon as he get caught with a brick he start tellin’ shit
That’s why I finesse every new nigga, try to buy a brick
But I won’t let you play me nigga, I’m the king of pullin’ tricks
I’m talkin’ to the labels, speakin’ plug lingo
These bricks ain’t goin’ nowhere, I need y’all for promo
The price went down on cocaine, it ain’t high no more
Remix remix remix, that’s Freebandz lingo

[Chorus]
The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo

Diamonds

Lyrics to ‘Diamonds’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro: Young Scooter–
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 1: Young Scooter–
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 2: Don Q–
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie–
I called my homie Gunny
I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck her mother
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a G I let her
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
Like look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am a threat people, we was never equal

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Patek Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

Black Migo Story

Lyrics to ‘Black Migo Story’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro–
Mexican drug cartels have developed an intricate network using cities like Atlanta as a major distribution hub, and bringing with them a brand of violence rarely seen this far away from the border. Federal authorities say it works like this: the drugs are moved in bulk across the Mexican border to hub cities like Atlanta, where it’s broken down in warehouse, shipped to other cities, then broken down again and sold on the street. The cash goes back to the hub cities, where it’s packaged and shipped back to cartel leaders in Mexico

–Verse–
Feds want me bad, they want me for my past
They calculated truckloads of bricks that I passed
Other pussy niggas, you know we jugg swag
I’m so turnt, niggas in my own hood mad
I want six figures, I paid like two-hundred for that shit
You play with me, you gon’ get your neighborhood killed
Lil Mexico, look at our city we done built
We got drug laws, I’m the fuckin’ president
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together

Can’t Play Around

Lyrics to ‘Can’t Play Around’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro: Future–
I know a better day comin’, no love if you ain’t workin’
We workin’ outchea, you hear me?
Nigga goddamn motherfucker
That’s hard, follow me

–Chorus: Future–
Thought that I could come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around

–Verse 1: Young Scooter–
They like Scooter where you been? bitch I been sellin’ raw
My nigga VL keep that stick like he playin’ lacrosse
I lost a mil and got it back, can’t take another loss
All that juggin’ and finessin’, made myself a boss
I got twenty gold chains, I feel better now
I got three kids, three thousand haters, I can’t play around
I know you wrap about the bricks but can you wrap a brick?
These niggas really entertainers ’cause they ain’t sold shit
Lil Mexico City, we got cocaine
Thunderstorm, it’s rainin’ bricks, we don’t get rain
And I’ma stack this money like I’ve never done
I karate chop a brick like I’m Daniel-san

–Chorus: Future–
Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around

–Verse 2: Young Scooter–
Jugghouse, nothin’ but cash around
Lay it down, nigga lay it down
Jugghouse, nothin’ but players around
If I’m around then bring some pounds around
I got ghosts, they don’t make a sound
Until you hear that chopper sound, you on the ground
My diamonds wetter than the ocean, yours [?]
All I do is count, get money in large amounts
If you in the streets then watch out for the triple cross
‘Cause I done seen niggas’ mamas take they ass off
I got spots and in my house I got a pack [?]
Count music, give the streets what they ask for

–Chorus: Future–
Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around

Can t play around – Young Scooter lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Can t play around

I know a better day comin’, no love if you ain’t workin’
We workin’ outchea, you hear me?
Nigga goddamn motherf*cker
That’s hard, follow me.(can t play around)

Thought that I could come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her b*tch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can t play around.

They like Scooter where you been? b*tch I been sellin’ raw
My nigga VL keep that stick like he playin’ lacrosse
I lost a mil and got it back, can’t take another loss
All that juggin’ and finessin’, made myself a boss
I got twenty gold chains, I feel better now
I got three kids, three thousand haters, I can’t play around
I know you wrap about the bricks but can you wrap a brick?
These niggas really entertainers ’cause they ain’t sold s**t
Lil Mexico City, we got cocaine versuri-lyrics.info
Thunderstorm, it’s rainin’ bricks, we don’t get rain
And I’ma stack this money like I’ve never done
I karate chop a brick like I’m Daniel-san.

Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her b*tch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can t play around.

Jugghouse, nothin’ but cash around
Lay it down, nigga lay it down
Jugghouse, nothin’ but players around
If I’m around then bring some pounds around
I got ghosts, they don’t make a sound
Until you hear that chopper sound, you on the ground
My diamonds wetter than the ocean, yours …
All I do is count, get money in large amounts
If you in the streets then watch out for the triple cross
‘Cause I done seen niggas’ mamas take they a*s off
I got spots and in my house I got a pack ..
Count music, give the streets what they ask for.

Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Caught love with her b*tch but it didn’t hurt me none’ at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can’t let ’em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play arounddd.
Young Scooter lyrics
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Young Scooter – Cook Up (feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeah
Let’s get it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook up, they cook up
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who [?]
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

Cook up – Young Scooter feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Cook up

Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeahhh
Let’s get it.(cook up)

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, versuri-lyrics.info
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!).

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook uppp, they cook uppp
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who ..
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant.

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callinnn’.
Young Scooter lyrics
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