chaunsay mackin' - yahhhhhhh//breaking news lyrics
[intro]
[verse i]
outta my way p+ssy
i’m close to ya b+tch
so don’t push me
if i fall
she gone make sure it’s gushy
splash
deep dive like a submarine
always wearing my scuba gear
when i’m diving between them jeans
label me p+ssy fiend
i don’t mind
end up with unlimited valentine’s
many b+tches be on my line
like i’m hooking bait
i really don’t go on dates
my preference is netflix and chill now
it ain’t for debate
mackin’ season
can’t f+ck with the gawd
ask ya deacon
pastor preaching
why challenge chaunsay at all ?
that’s blasphemous speaking
laugh at you weaklings peaking
too fast
the most slept on
but i creep with yo b+tch while you nap
stay woke n+gguh
you counting sheep
i’m the goat n+gguh
dropped out from desiray’s wound to bring
buffalo hope n+gguh
yah
this is hip hop reimagined
my team on championships
and young mackin’ the captain
gawd
{bridge]
(look)
i’m the gawd in this b+tch
alhamdulillah i get rich
buyout a villa and fill it
[part ii]
{verse ii]
d+mn it must be the shoes
explains why n+gguhs can’t muster up to my moves
catchup/ ketchup
soon as the drama ensues
let us/lettuce
react to the fact that yaw food
and i’m hungry
never full stomach forever rumbling
ain’t no mumbling just fronting
when i get on the tracks
spit lyrical almanacs
main reason
shorty tryna f+ck ain’t no harm in that
breaking news, reporting live
b+tch deadass naked up in the living room
please don’t get it confused
shorty bust a move
don’t care
if it happens once this like an interview
seen how i come across
now she gotta cruise, hit the road
i’m from the lo, i’m sposed to be cold
can’t kick how i kick this my ronaldo flow
is this still a hat trick if i f+cked three hoes?
shoots and he scored
oops wrong sport
tall b+tch had to f+ck her long
even though i’m short
yah
mackin up in the house
chasing goats
while these n+gguhs is chasing clout
paying ghost
to write em a new lifestyle
like plagiarism be
making they mommas proud
lame as f+ck
some of yaw should be paid in smiles
try agains, kick in the b+tt escorted out
d+mn
it must really give yaw the blues…
no red lights or stop signs
on these roads that i chose
if there’s a fork in the path
don’t matter what i do
cause i got enough gas
to come back and redo
that’s an extended metaphor for my greatness
the fact yaw can’t rap in metaphors
shows i’m great b+tch
young…
write my name in the hall of fame
chaunsay
please say the mackin’
or else your lame
ha!
breaking news
reporting live b+tch
deadass tryna f+ck in the living room
[outro]
young
this my ron burgandy flow
stay classy motherf+ckers…..

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