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itsmanman & playerrways - chá chá lyrics

[verse 1: itsmanman]
chopper speak spanish, shoutout my mexicans
a n+gga ran up tryna preach, we shot the reverend
air bud, b+tch, i’m the top dog, who i ain’t better than?
this f&n’ll knock a n+gga out his letterman
i called a forty shane [?]’ll knock your soul out
i want them vvss dancin’, n+gga, roll bouncin’
i heard he’s a trapper, we got to clappin’ at his dope house
we heard your last cd, you need to throw it out
out in miami, the clip longer than a palm tree
machete the chop, this b+tch sharper than some shark t++th
four+five to his chest, it thump harder than his heartbeat
huh, you just a weak, old n+gga, charles barkley

[chorus: itsmanman & playerrways]
he don’t dance, but the chop made him cha+cha
we still ballin’, n+ggas tryna call a timeout
ain’t what it seem, come run up on the team and see what i’m ’bout
get two+three, then a four+five, i’m bringin’ mike out
he don’t dance, but the chop made him cha+cha
we still ballin’, n+ggas tryna call a timeout (aight)
ain’t what it seem, come run up on the team and see what i’m ’bout (playerr)
get two+three, then a four+five, i’m bringin’ mike out (let me pop it, what i say?)

[verse 2: playerrways]
and i don’t need no friends, i keep scottie with me, i’m a long wealth flockin’
i’m full of gold, i got eye busters and fly clothes
i need my stincs, come and cop that for you here it’s sold out
don’t run up on the team ’cause i’m the type to go and bang it out
air him out, like i don’t do that mean muggin’, fix your frown
oh, you got a rollie and you starin’, it’s a pack out
them high speeds, i’m with all that, i bounce out, give me all that
good mcm and purple jeans with yeezies, i done did all that
got new leaf on the supremes, it’s [?] for the chopper sweats
it cost a pole but i’m gon’ post [?] with the chili juice
and why he flockin’? buddha on my dresser why i’m home wreckin’
thirsty and i’m yeasty, i’m gon’ book you, blew two out the section
good sh+lls for my mexicans’ll make his b+tch ass do the cha+cha
every time i score for good lil’ pints, i do my [?]
free resing, ec times gg, i’ma keep it litted
no, i cannot come up in your party if they pattin’ sh+t, playerr
[chorus: itsmanman]
he don’t dance, but the chop made him cha+cha
we still ballin’, n+ggas tryna call a timeout
ain’t what it seem, come run up on the team and see what i’m ’bout
get two+three, then a four+five, i’m bringin’ mike out
he don’t dance, but the chop made him cha+cha
we still ballin’, n+ggas tryna call a timeout
ain’t what it seem, come run up on the team and see what i’m ’bout
get two+three, then a four+five, i’m bringin’ mike out

- itsmanman playerrways lyrics

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