jae czar - fuego lyrics
everyday we lity stacking up these chips
i ain’t worried i ain’t worried never worried bout no b-tch
money talkin hold up wait the way she twerking do a split
got me thinking whoa i’m tripping can she do it on the d-ck
smith wesson on me i done went extended the clip
i don’t f-ck wit p-ssy n-gg-s i eat p-ssy like chips
the b-tch is bad her booty juicy is she down wit the sh-t
she gotta n-gg- f-ck that n-gg- i ain’t to innocent uh uh
i gotta problem a habit
i’m smokin the cookies the og it’s magic
yea
i get so high i get stuck like a maniqan perkys i only need half of it
flexing like we the new champion
3sm sh-t we don’t ask em sh-t
we jus pull up hop out wit a mask c-ck back the strap to yo face and start g-ssing sh-t
whoa
i done went pluto i’m gone
i can take over this sh-t if i want
i sit in this seat like a throne
looking at life in its own
and i don’t condone
none of these f-ck n-gg-s they say they put on snitching and talking like b-tches and hoes
i’m switching my lingo im switching up flows n-gg-s be plotting and watching they clones
i think now that i’m getting back in my zone
go bare in that p-ssy i slide in that b-tch like h-llo honey i’m home
thug life
one wife
mistress and a girlfriend
my flow to hot
f-ck hoes
get gwuap
everyday we lity stacking up these chips
i ain’t worried i ain’t worried never worried bout no b-tch
money talkin hold up wait the way she twerking do a split
got me thinking whoa i’m tripping can she do it on the d-ck
smith wesson on me i done went extended the clip
i don’t f-ck wit p-ssy n-gg-s i eat p-ssy like chips
the b-tch is bad her booty juicy is she down wit the sh-t
she gotta n-gg- f-ck that n-gg- i ain’t to innocent uh uh
i should jus plea for insanity
3$m only the family wit me
huh
smoking that lala no anthony
whipping the soda like alchemy ain’t it
big tool wit a long clip
young n-gg- wit a big d-ck
f-ck hoes then i exit
show love get u k!lled quick
f-ck wat u thought
i got cash in the vault
not talkin money i don’t get involved
murder the track in the trap wit my dog
flip a few packs came from watchamacall
been wit the sh-ts i don’t speak to the law
jus came back home and still duckin the law
yea
back in my ways goin federal
blowing that strong pack incredible hulk
shots wit no chaser
i run wit dream chasers
we chasin the money
my beverage is malt
double my cup
the b-tch down to f-ck
she like it rough
i dig in her gut
roll up a spliff and let her hit the blunt
then i’m sendin her back to her n-gg- we done
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