Issue No 152 Chickens Lyrics


Chickens by Issue No. 152

Real, really baby I'm stuck with chip, chip
Hundred thousand dollars and I could, doing all day baby
I can say I might just making no doing like nigga do
All days are arriving and get all arriving
How do you heard that nigga coming they can kill and pumping
Baby girl I want that karma to there like a '
Mix-tape not doing now
I want shit, I really gonna be
He a dummer then a stack, my raise on the kiss
Hundred banz and a wanna let, nigga like that chair
Let that be forget
Can't get soldier and back it roll
Hold on a party
Back and that does really know from the back path
Nigga on you but I'm having it
I can shade out in the street like a fucking rain
I'm a president and still I am fucking real
Got one million making deals with no fucking deal
I will took all over my still, still love her still
Pussy wet, wet I'mma dope it like a pill
Really, really baby I'm stacking, chill, chill, what the fuck
Put a hundred thousand dollars and then go
Ooh yeah I put 'em upon and they can link it so
I might just meet that no doing

Now you heard them niggas rapping and they keep come for ridding
How you heard this niggas clapping, they can kill with clapping
Baby girl one day they come in here like a '
Baby girl I want that like a karma one day like you on it
Camiso, camiso, camiso so baby buy me the camiso
We're not the same on my with my animal
Please will me weather peranisco
That make all dollars for my shoes, don't staying on couch no men here thou
Which we turn, we drunk in and cannot be low
But none of us
Drinking and beat with the bitch and I put my finger in her pennies dog
Somehow I can pop it 'but she looking insane like a
Penny wrap it, then I pull up with my tough and I hear you go bro
I got more struggle to go
These bitches my reason to bust
Raising, lasing, lasing, lasing
Let the money jill on, let the money jill on
If you don't come don't call a lil hit
Lord know I ain't try to go at jail

Really, really baby I'm stacking, chill, chill, what the fuck
Put a hundred thousand dollars and then go
Now you heard them niggas rapping and they keep come for ridding
How you heard this niggas clapping, they can kill with clapping
Baby girl one day they come in here like a '
Baby girl I want that like a karma one day like you on it

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