Lyrics:
see is blue Chuck's
Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go
Til' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4
We "Just Dippin", one Bloodin' one
and sizes
Walking to the same beat, feeling just fine
It's not a race, got some changes to make
One step at a time
Got your red Chucks (Check it out)
Got your
in and out of hotels,
I said brother spare me
The details, then Rufus said chuck please,
Don't say nothin' else, then she screams Rufus
You son
Faded Levi's, worn out chucks
Twenty in my pocket feels like a million bucks
Blue-eyed beauty leaning to me
We got our own show in the back row
a living hell
Sneakin' in and out of hotels-"
I said, "Brother, spare me the details"
And Rufus said, "Chuck please, don't say nothin' else"
And then she
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I'm stuck
Ain't no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck's
Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go
Things rough outta road man run after sea
And chuck out a boat and cyaa even float
Reach a Uncle Sam and set up a goal
Weh Zinedine fi score
Come back
The bet to win
You bet the game
And now you out out
Chuck out the dice and out
Alone in the dust is an L
So make it a win win
Run for the win
Sell some shit
He’s got nothin to show
Plastic wrapper scrunch it up chuck it out (why-y-y-y)
You’re a wafer thin water cracker I can see right through you (see right
Reel me in
Chuck me out
Take a sip of what i'm about
Throw the line
Pay the price
Heavy rain keeps you in my veins
I thought I knew everything about
Lay you down, give you Rod cuz I'm too wavy
White chucks, step out new black Mercedes
Fuck the hoes, they just flocking for a mixed baby
Bought a fit
Set. defeat them
I dig out next sense
I chuck out next case
Sect. one sect. two
How about sect. eight?
Wheeze can't be heard
It can't reach up
in charge, like I'm the searg'
Look at these lickle man givin it large
Chuck out the letter and please give me less of the garb
I don't know about
And the chucks are out of sight
It's western swing and waltzes
In Saskatchewan tonight
It's Western swing and waltzes
Like to wear out your boots
Well, it's
like Achilles
Pull out the chucks, i'm a crip, call my cilly
So I flex, posted in a Taco Bell
Gave your girl my number and she hit me on the cell
Vocals
My nigga had diss me swear that shit a shame
Geechie when I talk know I talk wit the slang
I'm straight out the chuck where the real hittas bang
Talk
block, leave em flat like a folder
She make it clap like Soulja, I Beat from the back, pick her up And I fold em
762 take a chuck out his Shoulder, let
Fuck wit, Chuck
Fuck wit, Chuck, uh
Fuck wit, Chuck
Fuck wit, Chuck, uh
Fuck wit, Chuck
Fuck wit, Chuck, uh
Fuck wit, Chuck
Fuck wit, Chuck
Come and vomit down behind the Ryman
That stench that's in the alley it's the smell of rock and roll
Lose your liquor out behind the Ryman
You'll
heart is
Now I can't wait for this day to be over
Chuck out my laptop and get a little bolder
To ask you out with me then maybe someday
We'll walk to work
pleased
Don't tangle up less complex
Chuck out the feelings compress
Them boy there soft like butter
Hence why their girls aint on sex
Sends me the preview
her heart is
Now I can't wait for this day to be over,
Chuck out my laptop and get a little bolder
To ask you out with me then maybe someday
We'll walk
Threw on my white socks, with my all blue Chucks
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no
I went back in, I forgot my indo
Then I dilly (dally), I
Threw on my white socks, with my all blue Chucks
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no
I went back in, I forgot my indo
Then I dilly (dally), I
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