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blac chyna, too $hort & keak da sneak - my word lyrics

[intro: keak da sneak]
zap on my lap, hand on my strap, i’m smoking nug
blac chyna
(mally mall)

[verse 1: blac chyna]
ayy
everybody want a b+tch that’s crazy (b+tch that’s crazy)
all them diamonds on you fugazi (fugazi)
we in the wraith in the bay going mainey (mainey)
on the gang it’s f+ck you pay me (f+ck you pay me)
loud smoke with a bottle of the chris (bottle of the chris)
yellow canary diamonds looking like p+ss (looking like p+ss)
you ain’t never seen a b+tch like this (a b+tch like this)
you ain’t neva seen a boss like this (a boss like this)

[pre+chorus: blac chyna]
i keep a bag in my birkin baby (birkin baby)
boss so i’m never not working baby (not working baby)
hating on me it ain’t working lately (it ain’t working lately)
been balling on b+tches on purpose lately (on purpose lately)

[chorus: blac chyna & keak da sneak]
i don’t put that on that’s my word (that’s my word)
i bet a wraith most b+tches won’t swerve (yeah)
just spend thirty+five, that’s a bird (what it do?)
i’m rocking sh+t you b+tchеs never evеn heard (sh+t)
i don’t put that on that’s my word (that’s my word)
i bet a wraith most b+tches won’t swerve (what it do?)
just spend thirty+five, that’s a bird (sh+t)
i’m rocking sh+t you b+tches never even heard (la+la+la)
[verse 2: keak da sneak]
zap on my lap, hand on my strap, i’m smoking nug, sippin’ act’
designer, designer my shoes from hat to backpack (backpack)
still shootin’ with canon how you wanna act?
oh my god becky sir mix a lot baby got back (got back)
stacked with a dime piece pedigree (pedigree)
cut the debating all that hating gon’ let her be (let her be)
fleekin’ and physiquein’ goyard pouch
king of tha hyphy, blac chyna
know what i’m talking ’bout? out

[chorus: blac chyna & keak da sneak]
i don’t put that on that’s my word (that’s my word)
i bet a wraith most b+tches won’t swerve (yeah)
just spend thirty+five, that’s a bird (what it do?)
i’m rocking sh+t you b+tches never even heard (sh+t)
i don’t put that on that’s my word (that’s my word)
i bet a wraith most b+tches won’t swerve (what it do?)
just spend thirty+five, that’s a bird (sh+t)
i’m rocking sh+t you b+tches never even heard (la+la+la)
[verse 3: too $hort]
it’s more than money, that’s what it’s worth
she got racks, if you go in her purse, it’s a lot
but it’s nothing to me
as long as my b+tch ain’t f+ckin’ for free
’cause ain’t no “r” in fee
call 911, it’s a robbery
i stole her mind, now the hoe is mine
if i point that way, she gon’ go every time, b+tch

- blac chyna too hort keak da sneak lyrics

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