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chip the ripper - t.g.i.f lyrics

[chip tha ripper]
knock knock cudi open up dis chip
gotta kush pack sh-lls
and some henney we could sip
keep a couple dolla’s on
give a penny to b-tch
but i’m wit a couple ho’s
who said they really wanna get
acquainted with some n-gg-s
who, ain’t the average n-gg-s
they just wanna see why
all they girlfriends be wanting pictures
i be flyer then a hundred naves
worth a hundred hundred stacks
i ain’t gonna stop shoppin’
till i hit a hundred sacks
although that’s a given
i ain’t even gotta mint chain
candy old school
put you n-gg-s in detention
slabbed n-gg-s deeped up
tool in the cloths
i’m just a young fresh fly
fool with some gold

[chorus]
ayyy, what it do my dude
i’m living life dawg what about you
and i ain’t even gotta tell a lie
my swag, my st–z gatta n-gg- sky high
so i’m, watchin’ my moves
from the shoes on the cool
be d-mned if a n-gg- ain’t hotable
pimp tight get it right homey more or less
gotta thank god i’m fresh

[kid cudi]
oh i rearrange faces when i drop,
i’m super duper cudi,
candy paint the rag top
can’t n-body even tell i’m sippin’ when i lean
they gimme to my fans,
i’m country till i decease
please,
i stay up on my creep so to come up
gotta look the part superstar, no stunnas
i’ma say some sh-t that make you think i lost my mind
i’m the only n-gg- that could watch the sun and don’t go blind
she fine as she wannabe
but she wanna check though
dodging and popping pictures,
like the hoes was working with the law
back and shaker pictures, trynna play me to the left
now i pick the hoes that i want,
and give my n-gg-s what is left
i don’t know if it’s the name or the bake on bottoms
keep them on sleep them 501’s
you can’t knock em
use ta have the honda with the 30 day tags
that was in the past
now i’m bout to throw ’em on the jag

we can stop

- chip the ripper lyrics

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