a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

calvin cambridge (remix) - chap d lyrics

[verse 1: chap d]
ayy
b*tch, i’m calvin cambridge, better watch your language
like michael jordan 1’s, girl, the game stainless
i could get you open, i could get you naked
make her come twice, n*gga, she ain’t gotta fake it
you busta, you a square, n*gga, ain’t no conversatin’
i’ma get money, n*gga, god’s greatest
she f*ck with me, ‘cause i’m cool
she only like you, ‘cause you famous
wanna f*ck me? then, that’s cool, but h*ll nah, we ain’t datin’
if you talkin’ switchin’ shoes, my life – i never wanna change it
eddie murphy, i’m a fool, but i would never trade places
chinese tattoos, but no, my girl is not asian
we wine tastin’, i like my wine caucasian
big faces, you lookin’ at me, start gazin’
the big dipper, big gas, game spitter
the big kicker
field goal, game winner
the big spenders
this game make equators
heavy hitters
i choose up but won’t pick her, drinkin’ big liquors
still won’t watch the clippers
ayy, man
if i say it, i’ma do it, i’ll achieve it
rap’s basquiat, you b*tch, i’m a g*nius
how you n*ggas grown, but you movin’ like a fetus?
last real n*ggas left, b*tch, you need us
lil m.j., b*tch, i beat it
rap game, i bleed it
hatin’ ass hoe seen my whip, and she keyed it
we already up, twenty*one, take a knee then
me and g4 gon’ keep your trunk beatin’
feedin’ n*ggas malnourished, they not eatin’
i ain’t never asked you for help, i didn’t need it
clown n*ggas, like kel and kenan
she realized you wasn’t that real, i’m the reason
these women really don’t want love, they want s*m*n
try to show these women [?], you can’t please ‘em
easy, get bread, leave me cheesin’
we already won, and it’s still the off*season
stupid

[interlude: g4]
young g4
tell that b*tch to add that sh*t up
aye

[verse 2: niko g4]
make your b*tch bust it open, n*gga, she a goer
lames tryna save her, but the clique already exposed her
p*ssy n*ggas stop it, b*tch, i got options
westside playa breakin’ hearts and her pockets
mint city menace
new strip, spendin’
smashin’ down venice, and the benz cost a ticket
you n*ggas in your feelin’s, so what? what’s the issue?
max got the yockey, let it blow like some tissue
makin’ plays, out in oregon
45 like jordan
hollow*tip death darts rippin’ through his organs
n*ggas wanna play dumb, we gon’ make ‘em smarten up
we done lost everything, only right we add it up
give a f*ck how they feel, we gon’ hit the top
how these lil n*ggas hatin’? never even made a knot
p*ssy boy always stayin’ on that hoe sh*t
all i got is two fingers for a broke b*tch

[outro: chap d]
you know i’m sayin’, n*gga? underdog in opm
had to come through and bring a friend
we doin’ tequila shots again
me and g4 settin’ trends
no less than greatness, n*gga
n*ggas gon’ hear this and hate it
don’t hate me, hate your work ethic, n*gga
don’t watch me, stupid, watch tv
cha ching!

- chap d lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular