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letra de keisha cole slaw - chris crack

[intro]
drop a location b-tch
i just did, 6010 wood spring suites, camp springs, maryland
(where you at ho?)
okay, well when you gonna be outside?
i’m ready, i’m right now
downstairs
right now, right now
okay give me fifteen minutes b-tch
come on
give me fifteen minutes
come on
hope you wasn’t lying too

[verse 1: chris crack]
uh, this one for them n-ggas who was hating on me
ask ’em how it feel?
suck a d-ck from the rear
and the neck was top tier, i’ma chill, huh
sent the whole club up
they ain’t have me on the bill
caught the deal on a steal ’cause i’m trill
they don’t even ask for id
and my face card good anywherе, you can find me
now i’m learning chinesе
ask me what the time be? “mine” i replied
you could see me coming down, they around me
(we just wanna have a good time, wanna have a good time)
and them juicy ass titties keep ’em bouncing
n-gga tried to tell me three-hundred for them ounces
laughed in his face, i ain’t even have to count it
goofy ass n-gga, how the f-ck is you sounding?
(this that top shelf)
yeah ho, i doubt it
blckwndr k!lled the beat, this muhf-cka’ is astounding
wowzers
[chorus: chris crack & mr. m-th-f-ckin exquire]
don’t ever let ’em judge you by your paycheck
you gon’ get everything you want, you gotta say that, believe that
only thing i gotta do is stay black
lemme get some money
i ain’t even finna pay tax, safe s-x
don’t ever let ’em judge you by your paycheck
you gon’ get everything you want, you gotta say that, believe that
only thing i gotta do is stay black (yeah)
lemme get some money
(let me tell y’all how it go)
i ain’t even finna pay tax, state fax

[verse 2: mr. m-th-f-ckin exquire]
sixty dollar royalty checks (uh)
i could be grateful or be vexed (be vexed)
be stuck in the past, but what’s next? (what’s next?)
’cause looking back only gives you regrets
and i’m not perplexed
never sleep on a n-gga who slept
never cry for a n-gga who wept
i used to p-ss down the project ramp
roll the dice, chase ya dreams
you never know what you get
now i’m the only one left (ahh)
goodness gracious, oh my god (oh my god)
the money stack up, the b-tches on call (the b-tches on call)
and everybody loves you, until the day you fall
so make sure to keep your vision just to peep through the fog
spoiler warning, i’m a oracle
gone off two
twenty milligram adderalls and a double goose
frozen memories when you sleep, they can trouble you
so watch the ones that you keep all in your circumference fool
[outro: chris crack]
phase me (me)
ohh
that sh-t’ll never
phase me (me)
ooh
that sh-t’ll never
phase me (me)
that sh-t’ll never
phase me
the sh-t’ll never
phase me
that sh-t’ll never
phase me
the sh-t’ll never
phase me
the sh-t’ll never
phase me

- chris crack

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