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

Young Scooter – Burglar Bars And Cameras

[Chorus]
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
I can make the trap jump when the trap slow
Packs comin’ in the front, ran out the back door
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas

[Verse 1]
Brick thunderstorm, that’s a cocaine shower
Thug and Future with me, you know that’s the twin towers
I just sold a thousand pounds less than five hours
Road runnin’ through your town, what you need? I got it
Get your calculator out with Scooter on the beat
I get them pounds for thirteen hundred and sell ’em for the three
I made more than the plug, street lottery
Jugg king, I just did a show for a key
I got six jugg houses on the same street
I got six plugs and they ain’t got the same weed
You call your partner big dog, he won’t even let you eat
I get on every beat nigga and rap a recipe, Scooter

[Chorus]
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
I can make the trap jump when the trap slow
Packs comin’ in the front, ran out the back door
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas

[Verse 2]
I got the keys, the keys
Remix for twenty-three
Rolex off jugg houses
And everything for cheap
Still juggin’ off public housing
Like eighty racks a week
Stash house in stone mountain
That I don’t never see
Never let a nigga know when your pack comin’
‘Cause niggas come and intercept that pack like Josh Norman
A half a million worth of cars and everything foreign
They dropped the price of bricks nigga and I’m to blame for it
Eleven hundred gram bricks, they cost an extra stack
Turn a nine to a half, an extra nine on top of that
Hit the club and buy the bar, you know we stand on top of that
Bitch I’m always in the streets, I out here where the robbers at

[Chorus]
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
I can make the trap jump when the trap slow
Packs comin’ in the front, ran out the back door
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas