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chief keef - i don't think they love me lyrics

[intro]
ye put chicago on, i put chiraq on
ye put chicago on, i put chiraq on
on foenem
nah, for real
thank you, thank you, thank you

[verse 1]
we done buried some many of the guys
got ah ap, but don’t know when it’s your time
she like, “sosa, do you like fish?”, uh+uh
if she from hong+kong, she be eatin’ wonton
chopsticks, sizzle cake ’cause it’s bum+bum+bum
gun on you, but it’s in trunk, what the f+ck?
i pulled jovel out the seat, and pump him up
you in close range, that shotgun gon’ dump you up
in the yard, these b+tches juggin’ on me
party b+tches, juggin’ on me (yeah)
pop him and his homie
fry they ass, like bologna
i can buy a chimp, still lonely
every since i got money
all of these b+tches love me
ridin’ round in my h+llcat
he hate me, i felt that
with the coochie, she be actin’ [stand jack?] (gang)
turn the t, i nailed that (ayy)
you ain’t grow up in the projects (gang)
i made a b+tch, that’s some stretch (gang)
we love you more and one less (gang)
i don’t want you, baby, i want neck
i ain’t buyin’ a b+tch sh+t if she don’t buy me sh+t
we ain’t want a handc+ck for a freak b+tch
i can’t give a b+tch sh+t if she ain’t gave me sh+t
she don’t know who her baby daddy, say i might be it
say a n+gga actin’ crazy, that’s how we get
you ain’t get tutored in the streets, how you gon’ teach sh+t?
i can’t live with no b+tch, she might bleach my sh+t (bang, bang)
i just hit the back of the club on some vip sh+t
[interlude]
ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy
sos’ baby (bang, bang)
sit’ gang, situation gang, b+tch (bang, bang)

[verse 2]
i wanna clear my mind (ayy, ayy)
i got a lamborghini and it’s parked outside (ayy, ayy)
i’m in a lamborghini (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
couldn’t make it right with shorty, at least i tried
wanna be my shorty, i am not pliced (ayy, ayy)
tryna have me sprung, i ain’t t+pain (ayy, ayy)
got some bad hoes, brought them to meet gang (ayy, ayy)
i mean, gang got bad hoes, and they brought ‘em to me, me (ayy, ayy)
sent some flyers up, let you know, choppa got a mean grin (ayy, ayy)
f+ck g on the west side of the fefe (ayy, ayy)
you know i’m gucci, yeah, i’m gg (bang, bang)
skinny lil’ b+tch with a head like riri (bang, bang)

- chief keef lyrics

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