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Chief Keef

Keith Cozart, (born August 15, 1995) better known by his stage name Chief Keef, is an American rapper from Chicago, Illinois. He has signed a major record deal with Interscope Records, and is the CEO of his own record label Glory Boys Entertainment. and his debut album Finally Rich will be released on December 18, 2012. He calls himself Sosa, which is a reference to former Chicago Cubs player Sammy Sosa. more »

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I got racks up in my pocket
Racks up in my pocket (Ayy)
I got thots all in my phone calling me
Bitch stop it (Bang, bang, bang)
(ISO) fourteen hundred for this belt
This ain’t no damn Versace (Skrrt, skrrt)
(Oh wee, it's Oh!Zone on the beat)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ayy, ayy, ayy
Foe nem just got them racks, got them sacks
Them stacks
Them rolls, them hoes, them clothes
Glo Gang, know how we rocking like cut off
Stocking keep kush in our pockets

I got racks up in my pocket
Racks up in my pocket
I got thots all in my phone calling me
Bitch stop it
Fourteen hundred for this belt
This ain’t no damn Versace
And I’m smoking on this dope
My hobby getting money
I count money like a pro
You know that I done done it
Twenties, fifties, hundreds
Bitch I’m stunting
Fifties, hundreds, twenties, oh my goodness
I need my money machine to count
This lil' shit for me

I be flexin' on niggas, just coolin'
(Flexin', flexin')
I got my niggas, my money, my toolie
(Need my money and my toolie)
I got my cars, my house and my jewelry
Yes, flexin' on niggas, I ain't worried
(I ain't worried 'bout a thing)
Smoking Tooka to the head (Tooka to the head)
Come through shoot ya then ya dead
(Come through shoot ya then ya dead)
I’m getting money, f*ck the feds
(I’m getting money, f*ck the feds)
And I’m Glo Gang, what is this?
(And I’m Glo Gang, what is this?)
That’s my shit, you lil' bitch
(That’s my shit, you lil' bitch)
Let’s get rich you lil' bitch
(Let’s get rich, you lil' bitch)
Get off my dick you lil' bitch
(Get off my dick, you lil' bitch)
And go get you a brick
(And go get you a brick)
Smoking TuTu that’s my oxygen (Smoking TuTu)
So much damn TuTu, where my car keys man?
(So much damn TuTu)
Counting rolls like a boxer, man
(Counting rolls)
Ya know that I’m the man (Ya know it)

I got racks up in my pocket
Racks up in my pocket
I got thots all in my phone calling me
Bitch stop it
Fourteen hundred for this belt
This ain’t no damn Versace
And I’m smoking on this dope
My hobby getting money
I count money like a pro
You know that I done done it
Twenties, fifties, hundreds
Bitch I’m stunting
Fifties, hundreds, twenties, oh my goodness
I need my money machine to count
This lil' shit for me

Money machine go, "Beep, beep"
Hop in my car, skr skr skr
Dudu dudu dudu, beep, beep
All these f*ck boys wanna be me
His bitch let me f*ck 'cause I got racks
So I hit it like bang bang, skeet skeet
Tatted up like f*ck, yeah
Money tatted on my mind, yeah
30 tatted on my gun, yeah
It’s time to have fun, yeah
His bitch say she wanna f*ck me
She really want me for my money
Thought that I ain’t know
She thought that I was a dummy
Told her save that shit
Baby, you on that lame ass shit
I don’t play that shit

I got racks up in my pocket
Racks up in my pocket
I got thots all in my phone calling me
Bitch stop it
Fourteen hundred for this belt
This ain’t no damn Versace
And I’m smoking on this dope
My hobby getting money
I count money like a pro
You know that I done done it
Twenties, fifties, hundreds
Bitch I’m stunting
Fifties, hundreds, twenties, oh my goodness
I need my money machine to count
This lil' shit for me

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