Francis Mvemba Lyrics

She plotting and dreaming

She thought she had a thing

He plotting he faking

Now she lost everything

She plotting, she dreaming

He plotted, he faked it

A dream, a ring

It's over, who fumbled?

Coco, assia

Chasing on the money, they don't understand

Niggas done seen the plan

Streets hard

City boys on game like Francis Mvemba

They gonna understand

Sorry Coco Emilia

I m outside got a lot of bottles with me

Off the Cliquot, the Ruinart

What you use to drink bae?

Said she wants some Brignac

Pay it with your facecard

She never paid nothin but some face masks

On the other hand

Shawty got her bag, she from Douala

She asks a lot cause she got her own

She wanna live life

The way she carrying herself, I know she got it

Designer bag, manicure clean

Her Prada bag is matching with my glasses

Shawty fire she just needs a ring, another Coco

She said she scared of men now, this the street boo

Understand you been thru a lot

But we grown now, babygirl we all be thru a lot

Coco, assia

Chasing on the money, they don't understand

Niggas done seen the plan

Streets hard

City boys on game like Francis Mvemba

They gonna understand

Sorry Coco Emilia

She plotting and dreaming

She thought she had a thing

He plotting he faking

Now she lost everything

She plotting, she dreaming

He plotted, he faked it

A dream, a ring

It's over, who fumbled?

Coco, assia

Chasing on the money, they don't understand

Niggas done seen the plan

Streets hard

City boys on game like Francis Mvemba

They gonna understand

Sorry Coco Emilia