Lyrics:
The devil's got Bugattis for sale
Benz truck, Porsche, Maseratis as well
Bitches by the boatload, filling up your coke nose
Hope we don't end all up in
the fucking champ, I can't fail at this (woo-woo)
Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (durr)
Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by
mollo
Rzucić parę punchy i dać styl pojebom
Będąc oryginalny jak akcent binkowskiego
Marzy mi się zbić taką pengę by kupić belweder
Skille same się
That's why we grab up them guns, pick door knobs
Chics need that paper too
Some strip for the cause
Nobody gives a shit
Why is life so hard
Praying to God
by the end of the day
Let's go
Wanna see some snow
Feel the wind blow
Oh baby please
Alright
We'll party all night
The chics are so tight
Get on your
on em'
Haters in the way, gotta dab on em
VIP red ropes, throwin' bucks up
Free shots for the club, putthem cups up
[Verse 2: James Major]
She came to me
s the handicap for my chick
Everybody with a pistol claim they shit got a switch I like it Manual walk up blam' ya
Park the car by the bricks ain't for discussion
a dummy
Let the homie stay bummy
'cause once he start,
He don't stop,
That's it
And all he gonna do is spend it on the next chic
Rule number 2
ass niggas
After you your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A Tec-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas
(yeaaa)
[Verse 2]
Uh
Yo its funny how ya money pow all of a sudden surrounded by these funny style chics getting money now bitch had a hunnit
Thou
yeah, let's go)
He was next to me (come closer)
Our flight was s'posed to leave around 2:53
All I wanted to see
Is what would he do if I dropped
again
Only human again
Poised and polished and gleaming with charm
I'll be courting again
Chic and sporting again
Which should cause severance husbands
How's it coming?
Good
You?
Done!
One minute
Hamburg Heaven
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I got another job
Where?
"Chic"
What's
dark
He thought this girl was chic
Chours x2
You don't know where I go
two-hundred bands in each ear
I was damn near the man before I started rappin'
These other niggas just cappin'
I can take the top off while the car goin'
the game I play 2 win
Live on Nawfside in a bando in a BANDEMIC makin' bands
I done seen all kinda shit, I been blocced by many hoes
Niggas be hatin
Hey you guys
Hey you guys
Chic-a chic-a dobe dobe dobe dobe
All the children went to heaven
Won't be back 'til ten after eleven
Are you ready
By a bitch
It makes no sense right?
Pussy tight
I bet that bitch clench like
The jaws of life
And it ain't got no stench like
Your dirty wife
So
and gleaming with charm
I'll be courting again, chic and sporting again
Which should cause several husband's alarm
I'll hop down off the shelf and toute suite
when i goes to park at 106 (holla)
Next...Her name is Ra'nette (ghetto chic)
she lives on the west side i hit the L.A.X (ok)
I'm so impressed by the way
the park and 106 (holla)
Next...Her name is Ra'nette (ghetto chic)
she lives on the west side i hit the L.A.X (ok)
I'm so impressed by the way that she dress
Mike was
Black gloves, white socks
Leather jacket with the zips, my gosh
All the freaks so chic
Stepping out, living large like party animals
And we get
a dream
Streets was the hang out, every day kicked out
Caught by security telling us to get out
New route to the mall or my mom’s house
Girls would call
different from them other dudes
I've tried so hard to hold on with you
Yep by a minute I played a fool
I even let you sleep by with a lie or two
See I was
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