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plain dough - chamagic, push pop lyrics

[intro: chamagic]
ayy, 308 gang
shots out shots out
ayy, gang, gang (gang) gang
ayy, wuh, wuh, yuh
yo, yo, ayy, ayy
gang, skrrt skrrt, (ayy) skrrt skrrt (ayy)

[verse 1: chamagic]
walkin into dunkin got the pumpkin spice latte (latte)
yea you see them ladies and they lookin h-lla thotty (thotty)
boyfriend run up on me i’m aboutta catch a body (body)
all ’bout smith and wesson i be pullin’ out a shotty (shotty)
are you gang are you my vro
we can pull up at your moes (skrrt)
wrist be cold like ice in c0ke
we be drippin that queso
queso hot just like my flow
nice and warm like gucci robes
your girl female dog oh no
she belong in a petco
yeah you smell so bad i might even say you is rank
i can tell just lookin’ at you that you is not gang (no you not)
i beat out here rappin’ i’m about to make some bank
say your girl a thicky but she ain’t got no cake (she flat)
like my boy named keem some y’all boutta take the bait (why am i still getting heat?)
i ain’t making this song just so i can throw some shade (shade)
bars so fly, car so nice, i can get why you may hate
i be going hunnid driving on the interstate (vroom)
now i’m here just countin’ racks
on my page don’t you dare lack
i don’t take none of y’alls cr-p
please don’t at me please don’t tag
y’all behind just like some lag
had to go and get a bag
i’ll be rich like mr. krabs (krabs) (krabs) (krabs)

[bridge: chamagic]
ayyy, ayy, ayyyyy, ayy
proo, proo, switch it up switch it up switch it up ayy
proo, proo, push pop (ayy) push pop (who?)
push pop (ehh) push pop push pop push pop push pop push pop

[verse 2: push pop]
gold on my t–th with the rocks (rock)
got the gucci belt packing the glock
mock me and you and your b finna be shot (pop) (pop) (pop)
skrrt off in the race track making some cheese (skrrt) (skrrt) (skrrt)
drivin’ this car it’s a lamborghini
got caught by the cops was too speedy
i’m still happy ‘cus i got new yeezys
water be drippin’ on me call it rain
weatherman guessin’ it wrong once again (ayy)
shot with my glock yeah i got perfect aim
just like d russell got ice in my veins
i’m shootin’ from deep yeah that deep range
police want to lock me up in a cage
all of these cops think i’m insane
but i’m rollin’ in dough and you know that it’s plain

[verse 3: chamagic]
your girl call me honey but i ain’t her bee (buzz)
i be getting some money bet you wanna be like me
my jumper so wet it be just like the sea (spider)
you know his name is push pop you can call him double p (ayy)
yeah my wrist it’s so frozen it’s all up in iccee
gold that is shiny and some diamonds that are white (bling)
yeah i got shooters they about to get ya right
now you isn’t talkin’ and now you gon’ stay quiet (quiet)
just be startin’ can not stop
just like carti milly rock
i ain’t talkin’ carti b
no bodak yellow stupid shi’
this track burns ‘cus it’s so hot
bank be loaded it be stocked
mess with me and you’ll get dropped
i be eatin’ plain doughnots
seein’ money better grab it
gettin’ bread and it be stackin’
i be flexin’ i be baggin
we got glock we be packin’
came from nothing soon be trappin’
you are mad aww what happened? (skrrt)
i know all you people had it (ayy) (ayy)
with push pop x chamagic

[outro: chamagic and push pop]
oh, gang, yuhh, you like that?
ayy, yeah, ayy, yuhh
wuut, yuhh, wuut, huh, wut, wut, wut, wut, wut (gang)
ayy, wut, ooh, we out, we out here ayy
push pop x chamagic (gang)
push pop x chamagic (gang)
push pop x chamagic (gang)
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

- chamagic push pop lyrics

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