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young black boy - chap d lyrics

[intro]
whoo!
yeah
this what i wanna hear, n*gga, this what i wanna hear
yeah
cha ching!
you b*tch

[chorus]
i’m just a young black boy
i just want the big toys
i just want the bust*down
i just want to rolls*royce
i’m just a young black boy
i’m just a young black boy
i’m just a young black boy
i just want the big toys
i just want the bust*down
i just want to rolls*royce
i’m just a young black boy
i’m just a young black boy

[verse 1]
laughed when the n*gga spoke
treated n*ggas like we jokes
b*ttons always getting’ poked
now, a n*gga on the road
cook up like we bake it whole
quicker than some quaker oats
hit it like we playin’ golf
told her, “baby, take it off”
i just need my cash in bulk
i don’t ever cry or soak[?]
champagne and cranberry
told my baby, “pour some more”
stronger than you’ve ever known
stronger than the f*ckin’ hulk
i don’t care what they doin’
do whatever floats your boat
do my thing, that’s all i know
in the clutch, i’ll never choke
talkin’ opportunity
i had to go through like ten doors
a n*gga went through highs and lows
i did this on my f*ckin’ own
back then, i wished i was never born
i wish it was me and a hunid more
i wish it was me and a hunid clones

[verse 2]
this takes some persistence and a lot of commitment
‘til i’m pullin’ off the lot, cars with v12 engines
this is me, n*gga, this is not statistics
i’ma go and get it, let the lord be willin’
some n*ggas just couldn’t, some n*ggas just didn’t
we just a young couple of money*makin’ mentions
i’m tryna make records, maybe make the guinness
type of chick and bag the women with little resistance
i bossed up, n*gga, i used to be timid
i’m loanin’ out game, i need the principle and interest
write it down on paper, execute it with precision
n*ggas ain’t blind, and they still lack the vision
they still need a witness, they still need permission
i don’t need a point guard, i don’t need assistance
get my shot up on my own – paul george
let it rain, let it pour
throw some money in the air, what’s the score?

[outro]
if it sound like money, it is money
what’s up?
introducer
chap d
you see it?
you see it?
allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is chap
cha ching!

- chap d lyrics

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