cypher clique - she might call the feds lyrics
[hook: erich gillespie]
she might call the feds, ask her what she said
ask me what i make, i say i got a m.ed
i’m all up in her head, money like i’m chad
money like i’m chet, money like i’m dead
i said she might call the feds, ask her what she said
money like i’m chad, money like i’m brett
money like i’m ned, money like i’m fred
money like i’m chet, money like i’m fred
say like “she might call the fеds”
[verse 1: clutch]
met her at the… at the party
i was off a percocet, she was on bacardi
she called the feds and she kind of left me dead
and i’m climb up a mountain, litter, code red
but i’m due for affliction, due for addiction
weed and addiction, i was on friction
the way i touched her, the way f+cked her
treat her like lint on my sh+t, the way i plucked her
rub it like aladdin, travel like jasmine
i just popped an addy, i don’t know what happen
but i’ll tell you one thing, i just bagged this bad b+tch
travel across the atlas, smoking on cabbage
she want me to stay but you know i gotta go
everyday i’m getting laid, i’m f+ckin’ all type of hoes
i’m amazed by her grace, she give me brain, she give me throat
ima stick to the code cause that’s just all i know, that’s for sure
[hook: erich gillespie]
she might call the feds, ask her what she said
ask me what i make, i say i got a m.ed
i’m all up in her head, money like i’m chad
money like i’m chet, money like i’m dead
i said she might call the feds, ask her what she said
money like i’m chad, money like i’m brett
money like i’m ned, money like i’m fred
money like i’m chet, money like i’m fred
say like “she might call the feds”
[verse 2: mic anthony]
b+tches in bed, b+tches give me head, jizzing on their head
heard just what i said, money like i’m fred
money like i’m ted, f+ck her like i’m ned
f+ck her like a nerd, sh+tting like a t+rd
p+ssing like a bird, flipping all the birds
cussin’ out the teach, sippin’ on the bleach
suck it like a leech, come on shorty preach
i said she might give me head
all the f+ckin’ time, just wanna rhyme
riding with a dime, smoking on the pine
getting on the head, jizzing in my bed
heard just what i said
and i think it’s going back now, i order rounds in the background
clap now, like f+ck your man yeah f+ck that that clown
a wrap now, like you don’t know how to act now
the jack brown, got pretty girls on their backs now
[hook: erich gillespie]
she might call the feds, ask her what she said
ask me what i make, i say i got a m.ed
i’m all up in her head, money like i’m chad
money like i’m chet, money like i’m dead
i said she might call the feds, ask her what she said
money like i’m chad, money like i’m brett
money like i’m ned, money like i’m fred
money like i’m chet, money like i’m fred
say like “she might call the feds”
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