Exchecker - Linguine Lyrics

There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up
People eat it up like linguine
Go twelve rounds but they never see me
All hard work never had no genie
Play Pokemon only catch Dratini, ooh
Catch Dratini
I’m the best in Nottingham city
Crying on the gram, don’t have no pity
If you want a good rep should’ve never writ it, ooh
Ayy, and now we talking now?
Stay in your lane, close your mouth and then we’ll talk it out
Biggest name this side of London try to bring it down
Like the bridge we’ll go in flames and then we’ll take the town
There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Mmm hmm like linguine
People eat it up
There are some days when I wish I was a cowboy
Ride around the plains, not hear no loudboi
High up on a train with a bag Todd Conboy
Lie to the judge, lie to my girl, lie to the police convoy
Eat like an obese pond koi
Jump like a man on the moon
I am just not in the mood
Why not just sleep in ‘till noon?
Man thinks he’s the king of Notts but we found out he’s just the prince of Lenton
I’m gonna cook some pasta and drink some whiskey, spaghetti western
Man thinks he’s the king of Notts but we all know he’s just the prince of Lenton
I’m gonna cook some pasta then hit the road, spaghetti western
There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Mmm hmm like linguine
People eat it up

There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up
People eat it up like linguine
Go twelve rounds but they never see me
All hard work never had no genie
Play Pokemon only catch Dratini, ooh
Catch Dratini
I’m the best in Nottingham city
Crying on the gram, don’t have no pity
If you want a good rep should’ve never writ it, ooh
Ayy, and now we talking now?
Stay in your lane, close your mouth and then we’ll talk it out
Biggest name this side of London try to bring it down
Like the bridge we’ll go in flames and then we’ll take the town
There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Mmm hmm like linguine
People eat it up
There are some days when I wish I was a cowboy
Ride around the plains, not hear no loudboi
High up on a train with a bag Todd Conboy
Lie to the judge, lie to my girl, lie to the police convoy
Eat like an obese pond koi
Jump like a man on the moon
I am just not in the mood
Why not just sleep in ‘till noon?
Man thinks he’s the king of Notts but we found out he’s just the prince of Lenton
I’m gonna cook some pasta and drink some whiskey, spaghetti western
Man thinks he’s the king of Notts but we all know he’s just the prince of Lenton
I’m gonna cook some pasta then hit the road, spaghetti western
There’s a rat here, I can smell
You’re a bitch boy, I can tell
Throw your last penny in the well
Pray for our fall but we never fell, ooh
Shake the game up martini
Getting bigger like Gandolfini
Overthrow like Mussolini
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Like linguine
People eat it up like linguine
Mmm hmm like linguine
People eat it up