Lyrics:
for you, baby, all night long
A sight was to be seen in a Ramada Inn
One day late last July
The party up for grabs left
In a Checker Cab
You
(David Lee Murphy/Minnie Pearl)
Well they took me home in the back of a checker cab
After somebody took a chair cross the back of my head
My mama
pretty tell me why you're goin home now
Checker cab, questions had, driver's license, silk skirts
things to do, me & you, write it up, rip it up and start
ass u already know I spazz
B's and c's rep yo gang flag em down like a checker cab
Internet full of that clown shit but
That's a concept that you gotta
wasn't looking for a friend
Now we're kissing under covers and it's all
Just because I jumped the gun
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Checkers on the flag
Time
Taxi cabs are soaking in the pot
Thanks a lot, thanks a lot
Takes a lot, takes a lot
When my mind is playing checkers in the dark
A fragment
checkers, but these checks can't leave
And I know these niggas under me
And I know these niggas under me
My best friend was Benji Franklin, I still made em
the washing machine, with
tide soap in the laundromat you witness the killing
Your man got scared called Riverdale with a baseball
hat, took a cab to Hawthorne
part two
P! Yo, you take a cab with a quarter ounce
That's old school, paper bag on the 40 ounce
I'm so cool, take the Jag to your daughter house
Tech
was focused on impressions. You was unimpressed
I was playing chess while they was playing checker s
Niggas switching sides
Driving through the city
brody,so i gotta keep the fire on me
Balenciagia tags mean something here we ain't never had shit either bus passes or hack cabs we ain't never had whip
shots
Fact checker
Fuck your bitch it’s for the record
Never let up
Bitch I’m hot without the sweater
It’s for the better
I’m a mouse, I need my cheddar
left jab
Sluts in a cab
If it was written
It's a must have
Bust it in half bitch
Go round
Pull up
Hop out
Hold up
Go round
Pull up
Hop out
Hold up
I'm
I'm doing meth in a cab from my lab
Stolen from Dexter
I play a better game like chess to checkers
I'm tryna register in her rectum
Zay's rippin' any
gramatical
Don't compare me to rappers
That are on sabbatical
Cause i never did business
In little fucking Italy
I play checkers on triple-decker
Buses in
The multi-syllabic grammatical
Don't compare me to rappers
That are on sabbatical
Cause I never did business
In little fucking Italy
I play checkers on triple-decker
The multi-syllabic gramatical
Don't compare me to rappers
That are on sabbatical
Cause I never did business
In Little Fucking Italy
I play checkers on triple-decker
star
If I could write a hit record
Lives around me would change forever
All eyes on me, no pressure
Locally looking like a king, no checkers
And this one
Affi wait for a bit
Bin man checker
Baby a sweet 1
Might check her
Uber Deliveroo
From the sunrise to the sunset
My nigga click and collect
Login, now
nigga on the corner risk they life,
Bus from school like a yellow cab,
UBER with the ghetto pass,
Backpack full of dope and hash,
Burner on the waste
a cab
Baby don't worry I'll pay the tab"
Dug in my pockets, for the gusto
Big bills, had nothin' low
The S to the M double-O T-H'er
B-E-E no time
Free my father 'till they free him
I'm in a rental and I'm with your BM
She hit my DM but don't you get mad
I give her dick make her pay for the cab
All
get'cha a cab
Winter season, got the hoodie in tact
Reppin' the Nike, I'm checkin' the tags
Women do like me when I say I rap
Too bad I don't fuck with
from all the pain
After parties on Mulholland, cabs at dawn and watch them fade away
Superficial bitches kissing in my kitchen listening to Ye
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