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OJ Da Juiceman - No Hook Lyrics

OJ Da Juiceman – No Hook Lyrics

Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
I’m a dumb fling

(Hook)
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
I’m a dumb fling

(Verse)
Dingalinga ling, still selling things
Major in the hood, all the hoes wanna dingaling
I be king kong, baby come and see me swing
And you on the mollies, and I got the beams
Have you on a steam like you in a rolly ring
That’s about money so I got on set rings
OG cali gab blowing on some steam
Baby colour green is on colour green
I be getting thug , call me Charlie Sheen
On the ball molly, selling fish scale clean
Caught your baby momma, hit her with theBilly Jean
Add texico 20 thousand in my jeans
While bee and willy still serving all of me
Bun dollar clean roll, that’s the whole team
Dre caught the money, heavy in the game
Came here you want fresh, all about the chain

(Hook)
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
I’m a dumb fling
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
I’m a dumb fling

(Verse)
20 in the jeans, 20 mil on the bling
All set do some stretches, see it on a beamer
Walk the day morning house same size of Rino
Feel like spurgeos , 50 racks on finger
Then got some chickens , ain’t call them Jerry Springer
Well known in the hood, all the hoes you want my penis
That jewish did me 40 ,venus and serena
Killed you BM and you should call me captain weiner
Blowing on the cash, filled up on the diesel
These black and white diamonds I be looking like the Beatles
Versace hit the toe ,help me looking like a cheetah
But I also rock MJ and I rarely do a diva
Ye they all black strapes, I ain’t calling as a beeper
Screaming old new face, ’cause they G might be the people
Ye they all black strapes, I ain’t calling as a beeper
Screaming old new face, ’cause they G might be the people

(Hook)
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
I’m a dumb fling
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring
Dingalinga ling, ol bela ring

[Lyrics to No Hook by OJ Da Juiceman]


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  • Mike Courtney [Micky Montana] says:
    April 26, 2013 at 3:42 pm

    [Verse 1]

    Back at it, craftmatic, all I know is mathematics
    On the stove, cooking chicken, right wrist just did gymnastics
    Acrobatic with the work, like Houdini do the magic
    Migo bring me kilos, so I bust them squares up out the plastic
    Give in traffic, I’m so traffic, known to make that shit happy
    Gotta use the razor, cause the chickens in some turkey wrappin
    After 15 years of trappin, now yung juice done started rappin
    Blowing 93 OG from Freddy that he sent from Cali
    Making daily swag, cause my pockets on the caesar salad
    Catch your girl then I splash her, fuck her like a jack rabbit
    Slidin in that 50, Santi, just lookin like they tap dancing
    Splash the tap water, meet my quota, now I’m back at it

    [Verse 2]

    Use my wrist, take a risk, when I’m out here serving fish
    Cook a brick, serve a brick, mix it with some remix
    All these waves in my head, your girl done got sea sick
    Took her for some calamari, bitch done ordered cheese sticks
    Million dollar nigga, but I stay up on some street shit
    Hit a nigga line if you looking for some cheap bricks
    I got gas, I got swag, I done sold all kind of bag
    I done had all kind of bricks, some were good, some were bad
    All about the bo game, cooking soda sandwich bag
    28 do 35, make a zip go take a bath
    Break my shit to the ground, that’s how I see all the cash
    Busting down my 50 bales, now I got them nicks a gas
    On my corner, hot as sauna, tinted, would just run up on ya
    I ain’t got shit to say, go ahead and call my lawyer
    Shout out to my jeweler, got me shining lookin like some water
    Shout out to my amigo, cause he just sent them bricks cross the water

    Reply

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Artist OJ Da Juiceman Lyrics
Album"6 Ringz Vol. 2 (The Playoffs Edition)" Mixtape (2013)

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OJ Da Juiceman - No Hook Lyrics