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Chief Keef
Chief Keef

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Key: E minor
Verse 1
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(Zaytoven)
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Now the bitch she wants a tis sue and
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She thought it was a tissue
She say she got some issues and
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She thought I was gon' listen
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This bitch thought it was
a Fisker, ayy
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Unofficial, ayy
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Boy, you unofficial, smoking loud
You smoking whisper
Went and got your bitch, I
rolled up
Thought she was a Fisker
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She went and got your
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bitch, I rolled up
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Thought it was a Fisker
Verse 2
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Sat his ass down in my office
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Then dismissed him he say he wanna smoke
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I wanna fuck his sister
She think 'cause I'm a Leo
that I'ma kiss her
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Told the bitch, "Kiss my dick
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" then I had to dismiss her
Boy, you unofficial, I be smoking loud
You smoking whisper
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Went and get your sister, rolled up
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She thought it was a Fisker
Sosa, why you always
shitting? I'm official
It's the tissue call the
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plug man up for
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The dope to dismiss her
Verse 3
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Bitch say she got an issue and
She think that I'ma listen
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My wrist look like I'm whipping in
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The kit chen with the chickens
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Put the pounds in the trap back
And Olinda do the dishes
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I got straight hot shit
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A nigga come up in the kitchen
My sister gonna be a lawyer
So her ass gon' go to college
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Just in case I get in trouble
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Run into some fucking problems
Riding in the passenger seat
Is a rocket launcher i'ma serve
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a nigga up
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Benihana's right in front 'em
I'm cooling, counting money,
getting top
Smoking Aiki
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I pull up, get the money, yeah, bitch
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More than likely the bitch hit me
Say she got her friends
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and they dikey
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Like a new toy, these hoes wanna try me
Pull up, riding fast
Now I'm running from the Aiki
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Always talkin' 'bout pull up 'cause
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I pull up daily come get your bitch
Come get your sister 'cause they
Hot like Sosa saying
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I'ma take this shit back, bitch
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Call me Sosa Baby
What's up in the chopper? Bitch
It's Jojo and K- Ci
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'Cause it sing like an opera
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Twenty shots leave me eighty
Since I got these Benjis
I swear I been going crazy
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Bitch, I'm grown as fuck
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I act like I was born up in the '80s
I got shooters in LA and I got
Some up in the Little Haiti
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We got choppers like Nigeria
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Choppers like Jamaica i'm a
dread shaker
You would think Chief Sosa
was Jamaican
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Let me roll up this Tooka
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Because I been tripping lately
Verse 4
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Sat his ass down in my office
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Then dismissed him he say
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he wanna smoke
I wanna fuck his sister
She think 'cause I'm a Leo
that I'ma kiss her
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Told the bitch, "Kiss my dick
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" then I had to dismiss her
Boy, you unofficial, I be smoking loud
You smoking whisper
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Went and get your sister, rolled up
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She thought it was a Fisker
Sosa, why you always
shitting? I'm official
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It's the tissue call the plug man up for
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The dope to dismiss her
Verse 5
Send some niggas down your
chimney
Like Santa Claus with gifts
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When it comes to the chopper, bitch
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All about the giving
Lighting shit up like Christmas
What the fuck is on your wish list?
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Up gloing be the money
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Downfall be the bitches
I'm a Christian, fuck with Buddha,
you a Jew
That's religion
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Balmains when I'm on some baller shit
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I'm true to my religion
My dick explaining the story, he say
"That bitch ain't tried to kiss me"
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I'm like, "That bitch did kiss you
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Why the fuck you got the hickey?"
I'm counting on the fetty and
I'm smoking on the pissy
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I have my i8 sports car fuck
ing on your hemi
I'm smoking Christmas trees
This bitch had thought it was a fucking fifty
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I'm doing 12 o'clock on Ban shees if
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I'm slid in' up to Philly
If you ain't know her, man
She is a stunt four- wheeler
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hop out my car
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Look at how I'm stunt
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ing on niggas
I'ma count this money
Can't be counting on niggas
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Look at all this money
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It's just pouting on a nigga
Verse 6
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Sat his ass down in my office
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Then dismissed him he say he wanna smoke
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I wanna fuck his sister
She think 'cause I'm a Leo
that I'ma kiss her
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Told the bitch, "Kiss my dick
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" then I had to dismiss her
Boy, you unofficial, I be smoking loud
You smoking whisper
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Went and get your sister, rolled up
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She thought it was a Fisker
Sosa, why you always
shitting? I'm official
It's the tissue call the
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plug man up for
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The dope to dismiss her
Outro 1
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