Columbia lyrics

by

Mike WiLL Made-It


Take a trip to Colombia (MikeWillMadeit)
My connect from Colombia
Medallin, Medallin, Medallin, Medallin
Cartel, Cartel Cartel, Cartel, cartel

Brick after brick on table
n*gga when i pull it out
c*cking them hammers
I squeeze it
n*gga you know we can shoot it out
Dance on these n*ggas at the round table
See the ring n*gga who the king
See the plug
Get the drugs
Move the drugs
What the f***
You know that I'm hungry
I'm asking for mouths
Trapping and packing my n*gga we holding the fort
We ain't talking on the phone n*gga doing landlines
Cell phones they be tracking n*gga doing fed time
The plug say he love a n*gga
He pass me the work
Im gonna pass it to another n*gga
Keep in mind don't play with that
Bag it n*gga and bring it back
See me in the kitchen
See me whipping
Now give me that
Take a trip to Colombia
My connect from Colombia
Medallin, Medallin, Medallin, Medallin
Cartel, Cartel Cartel, Cartel, cartel

Blindfold on my face can't see these n*gga when they talk to me
I guess a n*gga been done with him
Get a fork to me
I ain't got no patience
Why the f*ck am i still waiting
Why the f*ck you still hating
You broke n*gga now face it
Get your money up
Get your game up
Your b*tch bad
Get her tummy tucked
Wtf is up
You got bad luck
Mask up
That money be folding
I know that you holding
My n*gga be holding
I feel like I'm 2Pac
Picture me rolling

Take a trip to Colombia
My connect from Colombia
Medallin, Medallin, Medallin, Medallin
Cartel, Cartel Cartel, Cartel, cartel
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