kaseek ortiz - chi chi lyrics
chorus:
its pay day, everyday…(what) coz chi chi got the yayo /
stay, away, from all the lames..(huh) coz chi chi got the yayo /
gang bang sellin some weight, like chi chi got the yayo /
bang bang have a nice day, chi chi get the yayo /
verse 1:
i’m the man recognize i got the juice, y’all got me f-cked up like i’m drinkin 100 proof / my circle small my forte’s being aloof, i’m gettin mines, everyone else is some goofs / my n-gg-s too real, y’all n-gg-s some spoofs, f-ck shaking your hand no we can’t truce / copped me a gixxer flying by like woosh, b-tches want a man with a little ommpff / chop up, kaseek is off his rocker, come at him proper, if you cherish your face you can easily avoid a knocker / slide in witta bopper just to give topper if i stick it better be more then just peach fuzz, on this b-tches cobbler / ain’t got time for c-ck blockers, my mind is twisted between nas, nwa, bill nye and mr. rogers / i haven’t been the same since scar k!lled mufasa, then pac p-ssed i was mad, no medulla oblongata /
chorus:
its pay day, everyday… coz chi chi got the yayo /
stay, away, from all of the lames.. coz chi chi got the yayo /
gang bang sellin some weight, like chi chi got the yayo /
bang bang have a nice day, chi chi get the yayo /
verse 2:
i’m always up i can barely get some sleep, (why) i got to much up on my bucket list, late nights living lavish at a retreat, (i’m) keeping distance from the sucka sh-t / what are these mothaf-ckaz thinking, sh-t ain’t free you gotta work, what the f-ck the salt bae sprinklin / maybe it’s something y’all been drinkin man, no one slaves for free anymore better call up lincoln then / must’ve been slipped them a mickey, coz these b-tches is actin chippy / sniffin on some iggy, if this was a cosby situi i could get a licky / she may say of course you can f-ck don’t be silly, so u pull out willie, just to get in some icky, sweet millie vanillie something unforgiving, it’s all fun and games til investigators dna results finds some nut left up on your d-ckies /
chorus:
its pay day, everyday… (what) coz chi chi got the yayo /
stay, away, from all of the lames.. (huh) coz chi chi got the yayo /
gang bang sellin some weight, like chi chi got the yayo /
bang bang have a nice day, chi chi get the yayo /
verse 3:
i’m giving thirsty b-tches water by gallon
all these birds had there chance ask the falcons, even the lowest patriot has talent, n-gg-s hate when u winning, they ain’t valid / beat the p-ssy up man i keep it gusher, my staminas mode is to make her f-ckin suffer, tell me how i do better then buster, stopped to many times, he had to buffer / chop up love to leave em seepin, with my seaman, kitter creepin, might eat them then freak em / schemin tooth keep it sweetened, just to keep em geekin, don’t want me leaving with no reason, can’t commit to fickle women yall some unstable creatures, just to see if… they’ll love to just be a queen an, but they decide to f-ck it all up suddenly mid procedure, putting flame to my ether, i’m speakin to heart freezers, burning nerves i might as well peel it back with some tweezers / mobzerr
chorus:
its pay day, everyday… coz chi chi got the yayo /
stay, away, from all of the lames.. coz chi chi got the yayo /
gang bang sellin some weight, like chi chi got the yayo /
bang bang have a nice day, chi chi get the yayo /
verse 4:
i’m on some ride or die sh-t like jax teller, bring u b-tches shoes this ain’t cinderella, b-tches trying to rape n-gg-s like jerry h-ller, you can rest in p-ss in my cellar / playing games taught by lames they getting smarter, what you see is what you get give me your body i’ll be your armor / if she means no good then i don’t wanna barter, but if the devil where’s prada, then i’m her baby father / im plannin, to keep my brand expandin, take flight, see sights outlandish / smoke some good got it from the homie sampson, grind won’t stop even if i pull up in the phantom / this will make shady n-gg-s b-tch, cotail, riding d-ck, just coz he rich, don’t f-ck with phony n-gg-s less you tryna burn a bridge, close homies turned nintendo, just to make a switch, f-ck em its
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