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letra de chris paul - chase saint

[intro]
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

[verse]
what? yeah, she said that i’m stacking my ways (yeah)
i just be stacking my cake (yeah)
getting the dough everyday (yeah)
like chris paul i make a layup
get this paper
no my life ain’t made up
i been sipping double cup
took a couple bands, know it’s not enough
sipping red off the floor now i’m nodding off
took a xanny now i’m popping off
took her home then i beat her back out, yeah, i’m breaking her back like a motherf-ckin’ [?]
if he play then we shoot his dome off like the motherf-ckin’ towers, that n-gga gon’ fall (yeah)
stacking my money, i’m tall
shaquille o’neal how i ball
spend the racks in the mall
say f-ck it, no i don’t look at the cost
know that i’m him, i’m a boss
huh, always took wins, never lost
yeah, my glock got a [?] on her pulse
my .40 sing it never talk
and i could go on and on and on and on ’bout this sh-t
i mix the bape, the rick, to light up the fit
then i’ma steal your b-tch, uh
all of you n-ggas my kids
and that is a known fact (what?)
spend a ‘milli, make it back (okay)
always just talk to attack (huh)
got the motion, moving packed (okay)
and i love my cheese but i’m not a rat, no way
i’m the n-gga that had to pave the way
for n-ggas that is stuck in the cage, yeah
all these n-ggas try to ride the wave, i know ’cause i’m just so great (what?)
she said that i’m funding that major pain, i get the p-ssy my way (way)
these n-ggas be caring ’bout fame and clout but i just be caring ’bout pay (yeah)
these n-ggas be lame in faith, uh
no i can’t hang with a snake (no way)
in the stu’, i be setting off flames (yeah)
she thinks that i care but i can’t (yeah)
rockstar, who’d let escape?
my brothers splat you over paint

- chase saint

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