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love all my fans (My fans). Without y'all I wouldn't get far (I'm finally rich). I could smoke all the dope. I get so high, just see the scope. Real nigga from the O (I'm finally rich!). Me and you
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Haw haw haw. I'm laughin' to the bank like 'Haw haw haw'. I'm laughin' at these lames like 'Haw haw haw'. Haw haw haw. I'm flexin' on these lames like 'Haw haw haw'. I'm walkin' in the bank like
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ballin' Rollin' up this dope. Pop a nigga something like crisco. All I do is spend dough. I don't even know this bitch no mo'. 'Cause I'm ballin'. So please bitch stop callin'. Bitch I'm Chief Keef
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Bài hát Young Man - Machine Gun Kelly, Chief Keef. Intro. Sosa baby. Reportin' live from the GLO pad. Gang in this bitch. You know how we rockin , cut off stockings. Kush in my pocket nigga all
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foreigns. Tats all on my body. Don't make me catch a body. This street * is my hobby. Wack a * nigga like hockey. These hoes love Chief Keef. They say they like my steeze. They say I got
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. Collect bands I'm a land lord. I gets lotsa commas. I can * yo mama. I ain't with the drama. You can meet my llama. Riding with 3hunna. With 300 foreigns. These bitches see Chief Sosa. I swear to god
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Damn I hate being sober, I'm a smoker. Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water. We can't spell sober. Ballout roll up, when we roll up bitches be on us. All the hoes they love smoking, and love
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ain't getting money well who told them that *. OK your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride. Or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me. I don't know but she gon
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the water like. Jesus Christ. . They want that we need, . All hail to the chief. Have the meager take the dive, . To the affluent victory, . It amazes me, . The influence money brings. Taxes
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. A-six papooses to break and wean. Well, your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Well I found out, a-big brave chief. The game you were huntin' for ain't beef. Get offa my huntin' grounds and get outta
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. And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown. Spy boy meets spy boy, and big chief meets big chief uptown. They circle and sway in their
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. Bridge. I've been baptized in fear, my dear. I've been the chief of sin. Washing my soul within. I've been baptized in fear, my dear. Like Paul, I'm the chief of sin. Washing my soul within, oh. Pre-Chorus
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travesty. It's costing all my bread and I ain't no red indian chief. It's getting somehow ? and really embarrassingly. . I wanna dance to honaloochie boogie yeah. Get in time, don't worry 'bout the
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. . So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel. And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel. . Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown. Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief
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bargain today. Chief, take it away Come, you busted city slickers. Better take it on the chin. Father Nick has lost his knickers. Give it back to the Indians Take all the reds. On the boxes made for
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harder. Plus I got a daughter. Ball like it's no tomorrow. I'mma buy a Audemar. Don't care about the costs. Ball like it's no tomorrow. Bitch you chilling with a star. Act like it's no tomorrow. Go
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and get it back. OTF my niggas they invented that (OTF). Smoking on this loud, call it the stinky pack (dope). Count so much money that my fingers cramp. All my niggas wildin' we don't give a damn
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, I've been looking for a ladder. I need to see the commander in chief. And remind him what was passed onto me Your mum don't sleep and the friends you keep. I didn't raise a thief, I didn't raise a
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through this drought. Sparks will fly, sparks will fly. You'd better stand back. The flames are high. Better get help. Can't stop the fire. Bell's going to ring. Hear the alarms. Better tell the fire chief
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. So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief,. They'll find it funny when they see insurance relief. . Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do,. * all to do, but listen to you
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chief, false teeth showin'. I'm sittin' here growin, I'm sittin' here knowin'. You're on the lamm, can't control it. You're just a sham, you mink stole it. Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker. Easy fee
