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chuuwee & trizz - superbowl lyrics

[chorus]
look at the fruit of my labor
what i’m gon do with my paper
i don’t gotta prove you a hater
n-ggas got a spoon in my flavors
money a b-tch i might chase her
smokin on celtic and lakers
i don’t gotta prove you a hater
n-ggas got spoons in my flavor
thinkin bout buyin a scr-per
what im gonna do with my paper
blowing on shoe with my fragrance
blow it on two of my favorite
look at the fruit of my labor
what im gonna do with my paper
i’m in a coupe or a scr-per
n-gga got a spoon in my flavor

[verse 1] chuuwee
all you wanted was a piece of clout
i’m overseas i guess we even now
n-ggas wanna build like we makin town
i appreciate it thanks for reachin out
dollar sign if im speaking out
nah i play with thousands and i’m freakin out
i had to start up a bank account
ain’t no telling where we take it now
i paid with cash for my first car
then i had to leave that b-tch broken down
ain’t n0body was postin me on the blog fast forward to spotify tokin now
ropin dope when im smokin loud
windows up when im smokin out
the side b-tches ain’t the one for me they gon hold you up and never hold you down
d-mn

[chorus]
look at the fruit of my labor
what i’m gonna do with my paper
i don’t gotta prove you a hater
n-ggas got a spoon in my flavors
money a b-tch i might chase her
smokin on celtic and lakers
i don’t gotta prove you a hater
n-ggas got spoons in my flavors
thinkin bout buyin a scr-per
what im gonna do with my paper
blowing on shoe with my fragrance
blow it on two of my favorite
look at the fruit of my labor
what im gonna do with my paper
i’m in a coupe or a scr-per
n-gga got a spoon in my flavor

[verse 2] trizz
if you ain’t gon do it dont say it
its gon happen soon as i okay it
turn up my sh-t if they play it
we in this b-tch and they know we ain’t playin
its banging as soon as i lace it
i’m faded as soon as i face it
i’m drinking and i ain’t gon chase it
swervin i ain’t gon make it
stashin and savin my paper
cash it and pray for my haters
n-gga i paid for my scr-per black on black with the grey like the raiders
they say i dont know when to stop
we gon pull up in a drop
we on our way to the top
and we dont give a f-ck if we make it or not

- chuuwee trizz lyrics

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