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chevy woods - cassette lyrics

(feat. wiz khalifa)

oh you got some friends too
sweet
we’re just like the cookout you know drink a little bit
smoke a few ooh

it’s more than music you n-gg-s think it’s nothing all
got you b-tch on my line is she wishin i call
total looking the sky baby wish on a star
ain’t no mission impossible ’cause my mission accomplished,
ya now rocking with the most underrated
but your main girls favourite
so she invited to a taylor gang event all the champagne poppin
all the 100 dollars spent you no
you never been so i guess not,
they sleepin on a n-gg- like truckers at truck stops
from a dollar so i guess this what the buck stops
pull up like mmmh i need it off the car lot
my diamonds say a lot i don’t talk too much
the wide face big sort of like hockey puck
what up full gang a couple cool chains
tgog that’s how i do
thangs…

[hook:]
you know you rock it with the best little mama
them other niggsa they cool
until i pull up the sucka players suck em from the taylors’
and they like uuh, layy
until a green light, that’s the only way i go
baby you welcome to the cook out
that’s if you wanna go.yaa…

i’m just drinkin creeping
smoking while i’m rapping b-tch
that’s cheifin’ while i’m speaking in the deep end
got my feet in
plus all my n-gg- stacking don’t know what you n-gg-s thinking
brought a couple friends i brought a couple friends so you should meet them
you tired i got some pijamas for you to sleep in
i’m rockin balenciaga the models all give me proper’s
in fashion n-gg-s say i’m light years p-ssing n-gg-s
who wanna grind who got it locked
go ahead and ask these n-gg-s who want my shine
i’m way too boojie for these nasty n-gg-s
i’m rolling up my trees and p-ssed the weed right p-ssed these n-gg-s
’cause you got all your moves from me but you ain’t ask me n-gg-

[hook:]
you know you rock it with the best little mama
the other n-gg- they cool
until i pull up the sucka players suck em from the taylors’
and they like uuh, man
until a green light, that’s the only way i go
baby you welcome to the cook out
that’s if you wanna go… yeah

don’t spill my liquor b-tch
they got a cold i’ll be on some sicker sh-t
like bless you n-gg-s who hated on me
i got that car she in the bed she waiting on me
tryin something yeah you would get a hollow head
let the town talk sheavy get a lot of bread
i’m really bout it and you just playing game
my n-gg-s got a lot of years and they ain’t sayin names
i just pull up on some taylor sh-t
gater sh-t old school player sh-t
just to look in your eye you on some hater sh-t
’cause i’m on my grind on some big jerm skater sh-t
poor some more cups it’s the players ball
you ain’t invited ’cause you ain’t playin at all
you b-tch getting loose… off a cup of juice
i ain’t’ gotta lie sh-t you see the truth
it’s proof

[hook:]
you know you rock it with the best little mama
them other n-gg-s they cool
until i pull up the sucka players suck em from the taylors’
and they like uuh, man
until a green light, that’s the only way i go
baby you welcome to the cook out
that’s if you wanna go yeah

- chevy woods lyrics

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