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closed caption don’t pick up slang - chris crack lyrics

[intro]
how can i argue with a f*ck n*gga?
or my busta ass baby mama?

[verse]
man that b*tch was just a old flame rappers be some losers
and we knew that sh*t before fame
our music getting gentrified daily it’s a slow change
i ain’t looking at your girl neither goofy cause she so plain
day*date w/ the presidential bracelet, n*gga no chains
crossed me in the street, i’m on my feet just looking both ways
jumping off the porch early scary n*ggas chose safe
how you always broke designer down? cause yo clothes fake
closed case, close shave ripping off thеy whole face
i don’t hop on podcasts d*gg*ng out my own race
ion еven hang around w/ women that be low grade
marching on our blocks and now we sliding on they home base
all i do is sell it, hank hill w/ the propane
man this sh*t is homemade, ima keep hustling till i’m 60 and my bones ache
fafa got hit in the face it left his head cone shape
bags on yo body they’ll collect it for a gross wage, go play

[chorus]
cussed you out and hurt your feelings baby, i ain’t mean that
they was sleeping on my pimpin had to take my dream back
ion work a 9*5 i just live and breathe rap
baby’s in a steam bath n*gga where the fiends at
cussed you out and hurt your feelings baby, i ain’t mean that
they was sleeping on my pimpin had to take my dream back
ion work a 9*5 i just live and breathe rap
baby’s in a steam bath n*gga where the fiends at

[outro]
yea

- chris crack lyrics

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