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khr chance – walking lyrics

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(hook) 2x
walking down the street,see ya eyes like who dat
see ya d-mn curves am i tripping off the boof pack
come on baby mama see ya landing let me get that
when i see you pretty smile let me get up on that

(verse 1) (khr chance)
i’m back it once,i’m back at twice
see ya d-mn eyes shine like my ice
got my racks hanging out my pocket
i’m walking down the street it’s hanging out my wallet
money so fat i can’t even fold
icy stay real it’s dropped in some gold
lyrics stay hard lyrics d-mn cold
y’all rappers the same it’s getting d-mn old

yo walk is so different yo walk is unique
i see by ya smile ik you a freak
give me a chance give me a peak
you know that’s my name you call this some heat
krazzie the start
you is the beat
back at my spot
i’ll get you to see
cleveland the city
you know from “me”
now you my girl
so i’ll give you a treat

you know i’m not ox
you know i’m not sui
turn up the aux
she actually knew me
khr chance you know i wear gucci
ya i wear babe also some louie

diamonds stay fake they look like some plastic
not a 30 bi–h this an automatic
song is a banger call this a cl-ssic
i ain’t sleep in a bed i sleep in a casket

vlone my neck when you up on my chain
you leaving my house shirt with some stains
money not needed but wanting the gain
i enter the booth i enter the game

i started with sl-ts and i started with h-es
i met all them bi–hes i made some new bros
now at the top i came from the low
give me a chance i want you to know

i’m cooking i’m whipping
i cook on the stove
the chicken i’m whipping
put sauce on that h-e

new jordan’s your feet
bought right off the shelf
buy you a mansion
like you never fu–ing left (yuh)

(hook)2x
walking down the street,see ya eyes like who dat
see ya d-mn curves am i tripping off the boof pack
come on baby mama see ya landing let me get that
when i see you pretty smile let me get up on that

(verse 2) (khr chance)
making hundids call it flow
countin up my dollar rolls
where you think i make this h-e
money thoughts is all i know?

counting up my cash,esket-t
fu–ing her hard,knees in it
bi–h said she done not finished
fine bae imma stop lemme l!ck it

countin stacks and imma put it in my bank
throwing hunid thousand like right in your face
don’t count checks cuz i don’t wanna case
throwing fake money like it’s the way

when someone asking where i count all my cash
got 5 vaults and 100 guarded stash
only counting reals and burning the fake
dropping like 500 thousand in a lake
making the motherfu–ing cash,not tryna make all the fu–ing cash (yah)

(hook)1x
walking down the street,see ya eyes like who dat
see ya d-mn curves am i tripping off the boof pack
come on baby mama see ya landing let me get that
when i see you pretty smile let me get up on that



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