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chief keef – over seas lyrics

[chorus: chief keef]
one thing about me, i be neat (gucci, gucci)
i wanna run like i got big feet (yeah, yeah)
hatin’ on me, that’s so weak
i’m gettin’ money and that’s how it’s gon’ be, ay (b-tch, b-tch)
the interior in this b-tch is so neat, ay (skrrt, skrrt)
buy it if i want it, i ain’t cheap, nay
b-tch, you tired of your n-gg-, call me, ay (beep, beep)
ridin’ jet skis across seas, ay (catch up)

[verse 1: chief keef]
b-tch, f-ck your boyfriend, he’s g-y
he be with that muhf-ckin’ she-say
come get your b-tch before she be on ebay
ball pull up on me, it’s a speed race
big b’s on my feet, run it up, get some cleats
a little bread, a little cheese, a little case, a little fees
rip to my brothers that i think died for me
countin’ on blue cheese, smokin’ on celery
with my bloods, we ain’t bloods, but we bloods, cause we blood
sneak diss us, know you’re dodging shots, just because
bring the blues, f-ck the bugs
bring the checks, f-ck the love
get a check, f-ck it up
take my set, throw it up

[verse 2: chief keef & terintino]
n-gg-, take that sh-t back, that sh-t ain’t drop
you had your pistol on you, but it ain’t pop
can’t see nothin’ i like, and it ain’t copped
should purchase a freight transit ’cause this sh-t don’t stop
where a n-gg- come from, we got big ol’ blocks
when i’m in your city, we got big roadblocks
hit the table in a ‘sino, hittin’ big ol’ pots
foenem sliding in that vino, they got big ol’ glocks
f-ckin’ round with my me rolls, you f-ck around and get shot
and i’m in that hardtop, it f-ck around and get dropped
yeah, that maybach, yeah it’s trailing me, full of shooter with felonies
and when i see these n-gg-s, that’s all i see is the jealousy

[chorus: chief keef]
one thing about me, i be neat (gucci, gucci)
i wanna run like i got big feet (yeah, yeah)
hatin’ on me, that’s so weak
i’m gettin’ money and that’s how it’s gon’ be, ay
the interior in this b-tch is so neat, ay (skrrt)
buy it if i want it, i ain’t cheap, nay
b-tch, you tired of your n-gg-, call me, ay (beep, beep)
ridin’ jet skis across seas, ay (catch up)

- chief keef lyrics

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