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chuuwee - 40 oz's & 40 sac's lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
back up, back up
boom boom goes the jammy by the waistline
while i get high with a cutie by the wayside
looking like a black zack morris, the flyest one at bayside high
and every time i p-ss, girls cry
i’m an -ssh0l-, devil with the h-rns, i’m a fly guy
have it your way, like burger king small fry guy
get fried when they step to my minions
offensive sl!ck sh-t, come up in that b-tch missing
at ease, you and your team something like batty boys
g-y, we make pay like shane battier
run and come and find you, they said he ran that-a-way
law man told me to put the d-mn gat away
it ain’t my fault these soup n-ggas get shocked
in rhymes they’re pac, but really anne hathaway
hey, it’s like that y’all
i got a tus baseball bat, this is the batting cage

[bridge]
engine engine number nine
on the sac town transit line
if my train falls off the track
then i’ll explode in the gas as i’m striking a match

[verse 2]
boom boom goes the jammy from the waistline
while i roll an l in the studio, and we don’t ever waste time
i chase my digits, my rhymes are frigid, exquisite
and hoes they know i’m always on some sl!ck sh-t
i’m wicked, young and i’m black and i’m gifted
when i kick it, it straight leaves hoes dripping
i be like “can i hit it?”, they say “yes you can”
oh, but n-ggas don’t understand, i’m the motherf-cking man
peace to j-pan, i ain’t really mean to do that
f-ck sh-t up, they call me hurricane who dat
who dat there to try to challenge my crew?
that’s stupid as f-ck, but yo, you n-ggas knew that
i do that, everything else you n-ggas lose at
that att-tude, all of that hate, will get you bruised black
move fast, be at one with your squad
or you’ll hear two claps and someone laid in the garage
boom boom

- chuuwee lyrics

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