chief keef - no masseuse lyrics
[intro]
ayy, turn the music up for me, chris
ggp (sports, it’s in the game)
ayy, turn the music up for me, chris
go, no (sosa on the beat)
[chorus]
this b+tch hit me, asked me “can we smoke?” (bang bang, bang bang)
i politely told that b+tch “no” (no)
gave her some weed and i asked her can she roll (can she roll?)
[?]
i’m sipping, that be my soup (that be my soup)
she dripping, that be my boo (that be my boo)
when i hop out the car she like “i love you” (i love you)
you can’t rub me, you’re no masseuse (you’re no masseuse)
[verse]
no hoe before my loot, spin thе b+tch like loops
ridin’ with my troops, had to lace my boots
h+llo this is whitе castles, tell me what you craving
and since you got the munchies, think this choppa be your favorite
i pull up and i’m slaying, rim hit the pavement
i hopped out the car and these b+tches get to waving
if i hop out the car and these b+tches get to playin’
i’ma hop up in my car, i’m flying off like i’m a raven
cup filled with flavor, n+ggas filled with anger
i’m so filled with gains, got his main b+tch and i played her
i hopped out her lot, she like “that’s my daddy, i hate him”
she wanna hit the tooka, but i’m scared she cannot take him
[chorus]
this b+tch hit me, asked me “can we smoke?” (bang bang, bang bang)
i politely told that b+tch “no” (no)
gave her some weed and i asked her can she roll (can she roll?)
[?]
i’m sipping, that be my soup (that be my soup)
she dripping, that be my boo (that be my boo)
when i hop out the car she like “i love you” (i love you)
you can’t rub me, you’re no masseuse (you’re no masseuse)
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