hooligan chase - sweepstakes lyrics
[chorus]
let’s go to work, black tux and a briefcase lookin’ like i won a f+ckin sweepstakes
for what it’s worth, i could take you on a cheap date
love a mean body and a sweet face
she go to church, i be d+ckin’ on a blessed b+tch
i don’t see you b+tches on the guest list
i’m doin’ dirt, don’t be askin’ who i mess with
front do’ hit’chu when you exit
[verse 1]
i could take an oath, f+ck i got to lie bout?
i sip bubbly, when i gotta dry mouth
deep pockets, you gon’ have to climb out
i’m t’d up like i’m bout to call a timeout
i sound like six figures, 32 temp make a broke b+tch shiver
could ya backside get bigga, that’s a wide load ima call it big dippa
week two, by now i got at least two
she call me sugar and you know she gotta sweet tooth
i might blackout sh+t i’m guaranteed to
you should rock a mеsh top sumn i can see thru
y’all don’t even be on bеat
who said chivalry is dead take a seat on me, girl
f+ck a tmz
my d+ck longer than the line at the dmv
[chorus]
let’s go to work, black tux and a briefcase lookin’ like i won a f+ckin sweepstakes
for what it’s worth, i could take you on a cheap date
love a mean body and a sweet face
she go to church, i be d+ckin’ on a blessed b+tch
i don’t see you b+tches on the guest list
i’m doin’ dirt, don’t be askin’ who i mess with
front do’ hit’chu when you exit
[verse 2]
hop, skip, jump, earthquakes in the trunk
psychedelic, funk, huffing gas puttin twenty on the pump
f+ck it tho i’m runnin for office
the thought of that alone prolly makin ya nauseous
tip, toe, gotta be cautious
lay a b+tch off i’m just cuttin my losses
i go to fridas and f+ck up a whole plate
talk to mamacitas i’m papi in yo state
i could book a flight open shut its a closed case
look at my position just hate it it’s okay
i drop a lime in a cerveza
i knock a shot back ion need a chaser
steppin out in the sb blazers
nutmeg hoes who ain’t got enough flavor
i’m yo b+tch best friend from the waste down
where she at where she at where she at where she at
gimme screwed up cl!ck from the h town
just the tip and the shaft and my sack how bout dat
(x2)
[chorus]
let’s go to work, black tux and a briefcase lookin’ like i won a f+ckin sweepstakes
for what it’s worth, i could take you on a cheap date
love a mean body and a sweet face
she go to church, i be d+ckin’ on a blessed b+tch
i don’t see you b+tches on the guest list
i’m doin’ dirt, don’t be askin’ who i mess with
front do’ hit’chu when you exit
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