Lyrics:
r-r-reezy
Ey, damals ten, heute 100k (10k)
Ey (ey), Blogger-Bitch schickt mir Boomerang (-rang)
Ey, alles glänzt wie die Cuban Chain (Chain)
I love you that's what my heart is saying
While every breeze is playing our Cuban love song
I love you for all the joy you brought me
The lovely
Nuovo il mio drip
In testa un chip
Stai lontana da me che sei solo una bitch che vuole il mio cuban link
Cubana la chain dei dream
Prima parli poi
Cuban, stop playing with these niggas man, monster,
I told these clown niggas, you know what it is,
BX, stand the fuck up, y'all niggas better pull
Cuban than Maverick, the metal, the tube or the handle
Nigga I'm savvy, wait (Hey)
Wait, look, nigga I'm savvy
I look more Cuban than Maverick,
mercy
[Cuban Link]
Yo, ain't no mercy, in the hood,
cats is thirsty, in the hood,
for the bread, niggas spread lead like herpes, in the hood,
mama
Yeah
Shun On Da Beat
Big chain, sippin' fours
Cuban link, they're drippin' gold
Ballin' all off a ho
I'm a dog, yeah, I know
Got it all out
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it's love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my
Nipsey, smoke that lil' bitch
Take the Cuban link off and choke that lil' bitch
I'mma gon' expose that lil' bitch
If you didn't know it nigga, now
understand, I understand, I understand (let me know)
That hunnid racks, that cuban links, the kilograms (that money, money)
I understand, I understand, I
gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots
Look, blood, sweat, and tears, just squeezin' my fruits
Look, top of my game, and what's up wit' you
Look,
Inez
Oh, Mama Inez
No Cuban rum's like the rumba for me
In Sloppy Joe's in Havana
I lingered when she met first
I saw her dancing there
That was
the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a Cuban
some cuban refugees, who dealt in contraband
Sonny met the cubans in a house just off the route
With a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot
some cuban refugees, who dealt in contraband
Sonny met the cubans in a house just off the route
With a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot
(Cuban Link)
(Spoken)
Lets have a moment of silence
For those that are here now
I know you probably up in heaven
Smiling down
You might be gone
But
Trag' einen Fluss an meinem Finger, ein See um meinen Arm
Und ein Ozean um meinen Hals (Hals)
VVS auf der Cuban Link, ich bin MVP, du spielst Ball
I love you that's what my heart is saying
While every breeze is playing our Cuban love song
I love you for all the joy you brought me
The lovely
I love you that's what my heart is saying
While every breeze is playing our Cuban love song
I love you for all the joy you brought me
The lovely
I love you that's what my heart is saying
While every breeze is playing our Cuban love song
I love you for all the joy you brought me
The lovely
yeah (switch it)
All my bitches (yeah), come through and they mean, yeah (yeah)
Gang strong (gang strong), strong like Cuban link, yeah (strong)
Clean
With a Cuban cigar and my old guitar
Listening to you sing along to a song I just wrote
Missin' some notes.
That's how I wanna go.
When daddy died,
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
You wanna know how I got here
You wanna
Cuban link it's like the first time raising a trophy
Model eat the dick like a pro walk the run way like Naomi
Vanessa in Louis said they got new Hawaiian
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