Meek Mill - CONGA (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - CONGA (en) Lyrics
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Come on, shake your body,
baby, do that conga
Know you can't control
yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music
getting stronger
Don't you fight it 'til you
tried it, do that conga
Don't you fight it 'til you tried
it, do that conga beat
Now we feelin' wavy
Chillin' somewhere in the
tropics with my ladies
'Bout to tell my Boi-1da
We gon' need some more of
that conga, 'cause I
Feel him lookin' at me
And my girls, we fly as can bе
Drippin' in sensuality
Two stepping 'til evеntually
He said, he said, "Muévete un poquito"
I said, "Tráeme otro mojito"
Now me and you, we got the cheat code
And we got BACARDI, it's a party,
everybody move ya body now
Don't you fight it 'til you tried
it, do that conga beat (Yeah)
Lamborghini Urus, scraping
out on the tours
Mix Amiri with Dior and we
used to be the poorest
Now it's million dollars worth
of jewelry, no insurance
Flew my dick 'cross the border just
to pick up some new water
I'm like, get what you want, pick
what you want, this a black card
I'm in the 'Bach, but in the
front getting waxed off
Rollin' the pack, smoking on
Runtz, 'bout to blast off
Flow so cold, need a mask on
Brand new Bentayga, the
brand new baguettes
I'm surprised they ain't panicking yet
Hundred K flight just
to land on the jet
We flew out just to ran
through the check
He said, "Muévete un poquito"
Everybody gather 'round now,
let your body feel the heat
Don’t you worry if you can't dance,
let the music move your feet
It's the rhythm of the island
and like sugarcane so sweet
If you wanna do the conga, you've
got to listen to the beat
I got shorty with me making
plans on the jet
Couple more sips on my
lips and we set, baby
Get what you want, pick what you want
Say less, do more, get your
body on the dance floor
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