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slimmpusha - chit chat lyrics

[ verse 1 ]
welcome to the world of the owls
prune face rappers help to move a n-gga bowels, gotdam
eat a burger have a cow, dive in
eat a rapper have a medal .. lion
b-tch im pic-sso you n-ggas still tracing
i look at sh-t in black and white you would think im racist
n-ggas dont believe sh-t stank until they taste it
slang this to kci
back to the basics, b-tch

[hook]
im on my m-th-f-ckin own, im solo
hammer to the b-lls, thats my new polo
no sleep round here thats a no no
and if you coming homeboy, you better come on
sick of hearing m-th-f-ckas talk thats
chit chat

[ verse 2 ]
i heard somebody tell’em, aye give the drummer some
i am the drummer, f-cka, tommy gun
dre say you only funky as ya last cut
i guess thats why a buncha rappers has whats
gettin p-ssed up, like a b-tch wit a booty but got a mad gut
thats just a fast nut
they sayin pusha ain’t cold, i say as wut?
set fire to yo -ss boy, cigar b-tts
she ain’t pretty but her tiddies is
she say she pregnant i say girl them must be tiddies kiiids
she’s a trap a rapper man, thats the real trap
she got that tiger woods money, thats a real rap
children of the cornbread, well we grown now
add the greens in, oh we on now
you n-ggas watch too much tv you played out
cb4, all you wayne impersonators, wayne’s out
like gusto, if imma f-ck i guess im goin where the f-cks go
now back to the bus hoe

- slimmpusha lyrics

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