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shai doee the chemist – crunch time lyrics

crunch time (hella bands)

(intro)
yang yang
f-r-e-e-c-u-t

(verse 1)

i f-ck with wild niggas with dreadlocks
red dot for a headshot
i send a couple, no wedlock
while you sleeping, make yo bedrock
i got a thirty clip, nae got 2 we on our 90s shit
we off some xans, a mild mild & some purple slimy shit
that’s that good mud, we blowing on that good crud
we blowed as f-ck, on our way to coneys for some good grub
screw backs, with sticks on
.45 with a clip on
bl–dy nose with a grip on
now who you gone jump on tip on

i’m a creeper, heater keeper i got a permanent fever
she’s a teaser and a pleaser especially when you squeeze her
leave a body cold like the ice pack up in the freezer
hold up let me grease her, my baby can’t have a seizure
i need a band for a verse if you need it urgent
how you want it dirty like diana or clean like its detergent
mindset get money do you and f-ck these niggas
they fu fu, blues clues so i can’t trust these niggas

(hook)

hella bands, hella bands
oh my gosh we got hella bands
hella bands, hella bands
oh my gosh we got hella bands

it’s crunch time
it’s time to eat like it’s lunch time
i’m snatching trays and taking spots like in the lunch line
(x2)

all it takes is practice and you could never lack this
all it takes is pros and them hoes gone think you attractive
i hang with a lot of dyk-s, so how the f-ck we not strapped b-tch
all i know is multiplication i don’t subtract shit
a lot of niggas can’t stand this
i gets it in on a canvas
i eat these beats up like they’re my favorite sandwich
free my f-cking cousin, our name f-cking buzzin
this ain’t mickey d’s b-tch you gets no mc lovin
i used to be a trip and i still ain’t tie my shoes
i’m with the winning team, we refuse to ever lose
you dudes is on snooze, early bird gets the worm
its the easy or the hard way nigga you gotta learn
don’t be calling my phone talking reckless b-tch
cuz on my mama and my daddy i will wreck this b-tch
b-tches out here lacking doing all that weak rapping
only time y’all making action when y’all up in church clapping
(hook)

hella bands, hella bands
oh my gosh we got hella bands
hella bands, hella bands
oh my gosh we got hella bands

it’s crunch time
it’s time to eat like it’s lunch time
i’m snatching trays and taking spots like in the lunch line
(x2)

- shai doee the chemist lyrics

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