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ch€ck m¥ pock€t$ - bshr lyrics

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[chorus]
check my pockets they exotic
i got euros, i got pesos, i got yen, and i got dollars
you ain’t never seen no real check, i get more than you and yo’ partners
you ain’t on sh*t boy don’t even bother
they ain’t legit but they call me the father
think he hot sh*t but he know that i’m hotter

i got ya’ baby, ain’t talkin’ bout sada
you lost ya’ hoe and you know that i got her
run up the racks, no choice, i gotta
told him go get that oppa, spot him, got him

he try to run i shot him, shot him
we goin’ up you stay on the bottom
i ain’t gotta try, you goin’ full throttle
y’all some lil’ kids we’ont sip the same bottles

[verse]
after my show i’m f*ckin’ on models
now she can’t walk, that b*tch gotta waddle
made the b*tch cough, ain’t no pneumococcal
i got the water, take a look, get some goggles

ya’ boy takin’ off but who finna stop him
hop in the booth and i end all the gossip
i set the bar yeah i’m finna come raise it
they told me chill out, say i’m goin’ too crazy
i sip the brown, i ain’t talkin’ bout gravy
drinkin’ that crown and it’s makin’ me lazy
he thought sh*t was sweet now he pushin’ up daisies
i come through with water, i’m drownin the navy

n*gga confused, he ain’t got the knowledge
she see the ice, i just got it polished
sh*t is so white, it look like a racist
i am so fly, the haters can’t take it

[chorus]
check my pockets they exotic
i got euros, i got pesos, i got yen, and i got dollars
you ain’t never seen no real check, i get more than you and yo’ partners
you ain’t on sh*t boy don’t even bother
they ain’t legit but they call me the father
think he hot sh*t but he know that i’m hotter

i got ya’ baby, ain’t talkin’ bout sada
you lost ya’ hoe and you know that i got her
run up the racks, no choice, i gotta
told him go get that oppa, spot him, got him

he try to run i shot him, shot him
we goin’ up you stay on the bottom
i ain’t gotta try, you goin’ full throttle
y’all some lil’ kids we’ont sip the same bottles
[verse]
beat the b*tch back, said keep it on the low
she out the door, ion’ feed these hoes
no ion’ give a f*ck how i treat these hoes
i got ya’ b*tch told her sweep these floors

if you ain’t know, ya’ gon’ reap what you sow
i drop a track and i’m keepin’ the dough
don’t know where to go so he peepin’ the flow
n*gga so broke, she leavin’ bro

slow ya’ roll, you ain’t beatin’ a pro
you unaware? you don’t need to know
you sellin’ out, devil eat yo’ soul
that’s why you n*ggas can’t see no growth

yo’ music like my pockets, gross
came through poppin’ bottles, toast
brand new crib right by the coast
ice from johnny, buy the most

take him out his body, ghost
always keep a hottie close
close the store to try these clothes
i’m so rich, too fly to boast
they already know, ain’t gotta post
twin glocks and opps, so i shot ’em both
she suck me up my c*ck gon choke
i’m gettin’ gwap, and it’s not no joke

[chorus]
check my pockets they exotic
i got euros, i got pesos, i got yen, and i got dollars
you ain’t never seen no real, check i get more than you and ya partners
you ain’t on sh*t boy don’t even bother
they ain’t legit but they call me the father
think he hot sh*t but he know that i’m hotter

i got ya’ baby, ain’t talkin’ bout sada
you lost ya’ hoe and you know that i got her
run up the racks, no choice, i gotta
told him go get that oppa, spot him, got him

he try to run i shot him, shot him
we goin’ up you stay on the bottom
i ain’t gotta try, you goin’ full throttle
y’all some lil’ kids we’ont sip the same bottles

- bshr lyrics

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