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letra de youz been a fan - chubbz

[chorus: chubbz]
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan

[verse 1: chubbz]
youz been a fan, but don’t want to admit it, you stay for that trash, but the bag – we gon’ get it
your b-tch in my house, and she’s tell that she will it, my d-ck is so big that she can’t even fit it
we got a light that you wish that you had, and i’m telling you – you know that you’re not gonna live it
you now like rumble gang, and now like ubertier, you now like loop sh-t ’cause we are all gifted
“chubbz is so trash, he is so wack” they gon’ all rash when they see what they have
list that get rest, and the list that get racks, i get what you told, b-tch, i don’t worry about that
worry about you, and just get to the money, you got too much timе that are calling that smack, b-tch
don’t try to hide it – i see your heads bopping thе second that somebody’s playing our track
we got you slipping on sort of cams
your team on the losing streak – look at the rams
you’re not in my clique, b-tch, i’m not talking sam’s
you try me – i dare you catching these hands
i see that you’re jealous – i’m falling these pants
your homie bro salty, bet you call it mans
you’re testing my patience like this an exam
too sharp and too steel – how i got all these plans
walking out proudly – don’t f-ck with my salary, chubbz and mir doing – you know that straight savagery
hop on that circles around all these rappers, i might change my name ’cause i’m burning these calories
bodies be missing – i’m filling up galleries, they put me in – charge as if i’m some batteries
the team always resonate, they’re taking it’s off, we stay up overtime, we stay working like factories
[chorus: chubbz]
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan

[verse 2: mir blackwell]
uh, look, see, i know youz a fan, huh
you can get beat like producer reduce to a fathom
all of my crew in the booth making anthem
he follow the loop, he ain’t new to the handle
how a n-gga with no hoes
getting on me ’cause i’m fly ’em in prozone
i’m webbing you freaks, with menage i go home
i’m letting that burn slide, but i’m keeping it chrollo, i’m best in the go go
he pull up resembling, he not in the gang
plus holding that body, forget that b-tch name
and the whip getting p-ssy, that boy p-ssy whipping, he just not in my lane
talk crazy – i’m popping this chain
i’m popping up p-ssy that talk on my name
i’m popping her p-ssy, that c-ck getting train
he claim he wild – he just opp in a lane
she present so f-cked up- i’m proud of this gang
i hit a booth for an hour, ain’t come up with something so orbital (ok, ok)
i know these n-ggas be hating, but hate of these n-ggas just obstacles (woo)
i know that b-tch on my name, but they are a b-tch is just optional (oh my god)
n-ggas can’t talk about chains, but we talk about chains about time to two (yessir)
shawty think that she nice, she just penny wide
i can tell in the lobby at any time
i’m the waviest n-gga – turn anytime
i’m just playing an opp, homie getting died
he a fan of me, homie a fan of me
tend to go over the top of the canopy
i already talk on that track – just stop chasing me
it is that price on his head – we gon’ handle it
[chorus: chubbz]
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan
youz been a fan, youz been a fan
don’t care what you say – i know youz a fan

[outro: chubbz]
you been repeated my lyrics – you yelling ’em
f-ck what you telling me, f-ck what you telling ’em
stealing his noodle, he never gon’ spill again
i don’t play games, so i never be selling up
f-ck all that cap, b-tch, i know you’re a fan
better step back, b-tch, i know you’re a stem
won’t catch me lack with no case of a jam
stay with the pack, b-tch, you know who i am, b-tch!

- chubbz

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