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letra de marble floors - chauncey from the nice boys club

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[intro] sdf

ugh, was that- oh my g- (audible laughing)
alright, you ready?

[bridge] chauncey

yeah, yeah

yuh, you wanna be nice?

you wanna be nice?

(chauncey made this beat, uh!)

tryn- tryna be more nice?

its okay (yuh!)

yall wanna be this way, ight ill call you right back

i love you too

(chauncey, you made this beat?)
[verse 1] chauncey

lemme be honest, no hate

you treating this sh-t like a prank

whatever the h-ll fits with your rank

do you get the words that im saying?

lil australian b-tch, where ever the h-ll you f-cking stay

best keep that mouth closed, uk where you get shanked

come to the m, we cuttin off heads, we sellin them on ebay

calling us corny, your club is a lie, you n-ggas wanna be like saint

i pull out the franks, he actually chill, he dont give a f-ck bout a thang

he wanna be nice, i hit your b-tch from the vertebrae

[bridge] chauncey
he wanna talk sh-t

i wanna pop sh-t

we got our differences

but we know who better

got up out the gutta

every feature is a f-cking joke

[verse 2] chauncey

ain’t n-ggas uk, arab, like we getting osama bin low

how about next time you tell your features “stay on flow”

its about time, i move to fl, cause bandlab full of folk

sharing a room with my brother, i never double down as broke

i really can’t say like half of this sh-t, cause half of this server is woke

use your twitter fingers so you can write down some notes

[verse 3] chauncey

lemme be honest, no hate

can’t understand a word that you say

f-ck all of these n-ggas

f-ck all of these features your putting me up against

f-ck ben, f-ck cadaver, f-ck that lil n-gga named aang

wolo, start dropping solos, i got a bounty right to your head

before, you even start writing, ill make sure your lyrically dead

stick to dissing some random n-gga on the street, or the feds

im writing a diss while sh-tting, i shootout a blox, all i see is red

i got me some better opponents than you, and they all f-cking sped

[verse 4] young thug, (chief keef)

oh, you rich? yeah

i just gave my ex a million ’cause i’m big fair

26 rollies and they not ric flairs

i was in the club and hit the opp with a chair

bad lil’ b-tch, put chanel in your hair

i just got a check and got my dog repaired

ridin’ in the bentley, i don’t do no talking, yeah

giuseppe zanotti with snakes when i’m walkin’, yeah

uh, uh, patty cake, i just got my wrist out the bowl, yeah

frosted flakes, i just checked my wrist, it’s still cold, yeah

i don’t play, you can put your tricks in the commode, yeah

i don’t flake, i keep it so real with my hoes, yeah

you do diss songs, you get big blazed

i get millions in like six ways

you stay on your toe, and it’s a big blade

f-ck her with the mask on, she can’t see me (the beat go off?)

(ay!)

[verse 5] chief keef, (playboi carti)

that’s casual

got the mcadoo

fill you with gratitude

i’m with them animals

it’s a real n-gga annual

your ho on automatic

put her on manual

she gimme-imme head, betty boop

if you’re lookin’ for me, i’m in saks fifth avenue (yeah)

i just went and bought me some flashbangs (huh?)

you can disappear, disrespectin’ that gang (hahaha, ayy)

choppa go ra-ta-ta, ahah, ayy

you talkin’ rarara

hmm, she got more mileage than a car

and she just pulled up to the spot, spot, spot

(miley cyrus (bih), catchin’ bodies
don’t care if that p-ssy got some mileage, mileage
don’t care if your p-ssy got some mileage, mileage
don’t care if your p-ssy got some mileage, mileage)

[outro] chauncey

lemme be honest, no hate

took to much drank

now im high as f-ck, in a straight, like im f-cking tate

get a b-tch wet rain, i dont f-ck with lames

hear that wolo, i dont really f-ck with you mane

- chauncey from the nice boys club

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