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jaytee the aussie – chiief lyrics

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(verse 1: jaytee)
here i go this beat is it
spit some fire we is the sh-t
here with phxney and jaytee
pour cup full of syrup n lean
we right here right now lets go
you know we pull so many hoes
all up on this d-mn track
i see his footstance call it wack
some say they called chiief on this
i don’t recall being called that’s it
cos i am the chiief lets get it
grab some meat now i go beat it
ayo w-ssup we gone eat it
f-ck this sh-t get out we in it
called my g he said esskeet-t
out here jaytee be so lit
pull up in the ghost
f-ck a b-tch all in her clothes
in rap game i am a pro
your new boy he has a chode
f-ck around a postcode
yeah you know we on that dope
hit it right left and center
what we do is for the better
spittin flames and spitting bars
we show up be driving cars
get on a flight n go to mars
and we comin from the start
my boy phxney he like bart
from the simpsons on the chart
that aesthetic be the sh-t
here come the chorus this is it

(chorus: jaytee)
i am the chiief
knock out your teeth
gone start some beef
spit fire you weep
f-ck yo b-tch right on the spot
right here right now she is a thot
got no cash up in the pot
so many flows i never get caught
got so many hoes
you can’t f-ck with me you know
how this track does go
i am the chiief here phxney go

(verse 2: phxney)
you done f-cked up
now i got her begging and pleading for the d-ck that i’m given her
got your girl shivering, she be quivering all over my d-ck
i putta my, i putta my d-ck in her mouth, she gave a growl, i made a howl, she went to bed, i lay her down, i go to town, on your chick
i slip her the d-ck, she be lovin that sh-t, i’m licking her cl-t, this ain’t a joke, she is a hoe, she left your -ss for my d-ck, b-tch
i’m coming back i be k!lling this sh-t
like a cobalt i am drilling this sh-t
moonlit, outfit, i’m dripping that sh-t, my flow and sh-t, i’m finna get
lit
real quick, shoot yo -ss like my name is john whick
burn your throat like you drinking balsamic
vinegar, my sh-t sinister, get with ya sister, imma be her mister, you are my prisoner, i’m talking to the listener
hate is inbound, sh-t ain’t a playground
y’all wanna f-ck around, release the hounds
on your -ss better run real fast to your home town
you don’t wanna drown, in this lyrical beatdown
feel like a ghost town, lock down, touchdown
come around to me
flow so clean i sound like ski
flow like the red sea can’t you see
drip like water
commit manslaughter
if she’s aura
i f-cked his daughter
wait no she be looking beastly



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