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bugatti beez - chiraq (remix) lyrics

if i’m on the beat then it’s critical
white whip that’s a miracle
big d-ck if i f-ck a b-tch she better have the walls of jericho
i got a double cup y’all should know w-ssup
if i smoke a blunt – i’m incredible
got a couple n-ggas that’ll pull the trigger
turn a couple n-ggas to a vegetable
know a couple n-ggas that’s down to ride for a homicide on my mommas side
and if you sleeping on me like pyjama time
put his -ss to bed for a dollar sign
my flow crazy i spit ether
real n-gga we are not equal
see a cop car and i’m paranoid cuz a crown vic tells no secrets
i ball like i got no defense
f-ck hoes for like no reason
my att-tude is very rude
im a scary dude in all four seasons
who the f-ck would ever try the kid
b-tch i run my city like the mayor is
i’m a messy n-gga, and that p-ssy n-gga
eat a p-ssy n-gga with a baby bib
i’m a f-cking rabbit, got a f-cking habit, for the f-cking carrots in my necklace
finna f-ck some twins in their daddy benz
watch me take em down like a terrorist
i’m a monster, need a sponsor
smoking ganja(er) with some rastas(ers)
those some freaky b-tches out in cali n-gga
tryna put my children on their tonsils
couple n-ggas hate me cause them n-ggas ain’t me
so they try to imitate me that is bonkers!
i don’t act with n-ggas but i clap at n-ggas who be acting;
help ’em get an oscar
if i’m in the mall, i could buy it all;
if it’s on the wall, then i got to have it
if i see a b-tch with a switch pretty face;
-ss poking, then i got to tap it
we are not the same, you a lame;
i come from a different cloth with a different fabric
you be hatin’ n-gga, i be making figures while some thotianas on my f-cking matress
i ain’t got time for the b.s, wear sweatpants with a v-neck
t-tties small but her -ss fat, my b-tch built like a t-rex
this play time n-gga recess; no do-overs, no resets
say chesse n-gga, i squeeze triggers, then sneeze n-ggas; no kleenex
i’m the man b-tch, you a fan b-tch; got the heater on me, i could tan sh-t
call me spongebob, i could pin-heads that you n-ggas know who dirty dan is
know a couple charmers when you see them n-ggas, best believe that they ain’t know no band sh-t
but if it’s for the cheese, lettuce know, my n-ggas going ham with toast and get a sandwich!
for real…. and that’s light!

- bugatti beez lyrics

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