Lyrics:
(Le freak, c'est chic.) Freak out!
ch, freak out! (Le freak, c'est chic.) Freak out!
Have you heard about the new dance craze?
Listen to us, I'm sure
even fit in my Britches
Niggas ain't real, how the fucc you gon' cross out ya patna
When them the only niggas riding with you
I stayed down & I grind for
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
dial me up
A bro we gotta bail him out
I'm turnt up had to tone it down
Wheels spinning on the go
How many chics I gotta block
Just to prove you
c way of getting out the hood was my only dream
I was thirteen picked up the pen to help me heal my wounds
I couldn't wait to hear a beat write
the world mane
You know that boy be in the club almost about to hurl mane
Even though I'm Kells, and I got all of these chics chasin' me
See I only want
How's it coming?
Good
You?
Done!
One minute
Hamburg Heaven
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I got another job
Where?
"Chic"
What's
you pajamas
She pick me up to hit lick
I said boo where the stick
She showed me a big stick
Ohh Im diggin this chic
Cause you ride wit me, so you I know
that bitch ain't around
Since nice guys finish last
Guess I'm switching my style
On that can't beat em join em shit
I only asked you tell the truth like
on each arm
When I'm human again
Only human again
Poised and polished and gleaming with charm...
I'll be courting again
Chic and sporting again
MRS.
Steady B rhyme and
I knew it was crack
See these records change everything
Crucial to that
It's the end of the 80s that's
When Chic moved to Cali my father
Keep a bad bitch cause I like the way She twerk
Call her by her alias but names I’m The worst
Never gas a hoe give what she’s Worth
When I drop a whole
those vibes flyin' high like a stoner
I'm just gettin' by but I ain't a freeloader
Maybe give me pie for bein' so kosher
Diggin' up on the beat in
showin'
Through my salt n peppers
Only got one chance to make a first impression
Spit like Big Pun and KRS one mixxed
My Flows sick but it's more than
the heights
Come on
Where you wanna go
Where you wanna fly
We could leave in June and be back by July
I know what you used to, but i'm not that guy
We gon shop
it off a whim
Her ass fat
The pussy water so i took a swim
You know i move a lot of weight of course i mean the gym
We only smoke the bushes we
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
a makeover stylish and chic.
He laid out his colours, a palette unique.
His reds were anemic and I told him so.
He took great offence and he packed up to go.
Look, I can help you
Tumble through the galaxy
Somersaulting backwards into vacuous finality
Shabby chic
Overnight a fireball from magic camp
Inspired by
the start so we spread wings
Like the bird on my chest when I stepped in
Only real brothers vibe in my section
Never trusted false prophets or fortune-tellers
in best positions coming from streets
Of orange grove to foreign roads I'm sure as stoked as we flee
Them Mississippi nights only did me right, we get
If only you believe like I believe, baby (if only you believe like I believe)
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles (if only you believed in
Sometimes I'm like yaaaaaaah I look great
ØMG!
Round 2, Bout 2 ,My rules
Only allowed one power move
I choose to show you that I'm so cool
Watch my power move
broke necks
Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks
Said, "It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic"
Conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more
Discuss these one and only one by chic Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In