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Riding around town, getting that money, you know i'm getting these chips
Boy you always been a bitch
Bitch i'm gon' get my money I want it right now gotta

keep shootin' like I'm
Flippin' thru the channels tunechi

I'm a residue rapper, potato chip crack daddy
You cockroach rhyming i spit that
And while I'm

Ive seen you move
Unlike no one else 
Unique in it self its just your groove 
There's no chips on your shoulder 
Ain't much else to prove

Your love

then you know I'd drop a bold verse
Where I promise you the whole world
I'm chip, chip, chip, chipping away
Brain freeze, not me, make five beats a day

chips in the spinal column
Smell of parasitic energy
The eye eats words and the numb mind dreams millions of notes
How do I change the world if I can't

little crack,
Every chip,
Every dip,
Every little mistake,
Yeah,
I wanna be perfect
Just like you,
But there's only so much that a girl can do
When I look

crack,
Every chip,
Every dent,
Every little mistake,
I wanna be perfect
Just like you,
But there's only so much that a girl can do
When I look in

I flip it, i chip it 
I get it, i rinse it 
I dont give a fuck about these bitches 
These nigga gon hate i dont get it 
I push this shit to no limit

hand
'Cause

I'll get colder
If I act like I'm part of the gang!
I'll walk with a chip on my shoulder
I'll be bolder!
But I just wanna be the girl I'm

strong
When the chips were down, and things were tough
Did I do enough

They say there ain't no point in lookin' back
Regrettin' things that you can't

Chorus 
cngry, cngry Blood
cngry, cngry Blood

Verse
Where'd you get that chip on your shoulder?
The one that keeps coming out your mouth
You think

It's such a waste
All this talk but no one's taking over
Let me rephrase
I'm the chip that sitting on your shoulder
It's just a taste
So spit it out

her PO
On the low she gone go and young Jordy got her having trios 
I mix the Moncler with the Rick Owen kicks i'm dipped like a chip
I mix the Moncler

troquei de chip agora é hora de partir pra revoada,
para minha ex não  me ligar, eu vou ta fora de area.

uma festinha  clandestina só as cavala

Yea ya
Get your chips and go, get your bag and go, get your racks and go, I got the plug let's go, I got the link let's roll, I'm on the roll you

Not Tonight [Ladies Night Remix]

Lil' Kim

3/60: R&B

2011

say it's on, then it's on

Bang this in your whips (uh)
Pack 'em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a French kiss
I dismissed all

fumble
Invest in self, watch it flip due to gang woah
Stacking chips, where we sit, control the game woah
Read my lips, I'm the shit, know my name woah

to rage
When cries for attention
Barely get a like or mention
Chips upon both shoulders
Grow bigger than the national debt
Not confidence, it's arrogance

nicht kannst
Du entspannst
Lieber zu Haus' (lieber zu Haus')
Mit Chips auf deinem Fettbauch
Du bist das Buch, das will keiner lesen
Man will dich nicht

balanced bedside stories
Reprint picnic skits, scrapped, and kids sit to sleep cordially
Beams bouncing off wallpaper, chips
Off window glares, off sharp

I'm not about the drama
Cuz I know they want no problems
All my daughters score up
Caking chips like this
Ain't nothing I'm short of
I'm that bitch

Bah!
(Ayy- ayy that's my shit, T!)
Ayy that's my shit, yeah uh
Yeah, Stackin'
Chips (Yeah)
Diamonds (Yeah)
Flip (Yeah)
You know that I got that grip

mint chocolate chip

Got me thinking back to all the nights, you were hard to find
Now I know you're always late cuz you're bad with time
Gotta wait

We sharing your bitch like the chips in a bag
I just might flip a new pack
I just might cop up some Gucci
I just might cash out at Saks 
I just might