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ghetto until proven fashionable - chris crack lyrics

[intro: chris crack]
yeah, n*gga
i ain’t got the drip, n*gga i am the wave
oww, mr. sl!cker than a dipstick
mr. travelodge, n*gga you know where i had her at
cutta, what up?

[chorus: chris crack]
we at the sake house on 6th street
had our own party in my limousine
drowning in that p*ssy goin’ underneath
now she saying i’m her remedy
we at the sake house on 6th street
had our own party in my limousine
drowning in that p*ssy goin’ underneath
now she saying i’m her remedy

[verse 1: chris crack]
always known to slap a hater
fap cause i ain’t ask for nathin’
baskets full of napkin placements
jacked me for my starter coat, it’s magic baby
biting like the bеdbugs on your mattress baby
hot potato, don’t believе sh*t but scales and calculators
kappa zeta flew me out with packs and flavors
affidavit, signing statements
nothing less than racks to pay me
and i wrote your raps, n*gga
really just a bachelor baby, r&b gangsta
i don’t do too much rappin’, this sh*t slappin’ baby
[bridge: chris crack & nickelus f]
and they say it’s just depression but it’s really stress
crack just k!lled the whole summer, now we holding bets
disappointed in they actions, ’cause they know the flex
and ghetto just means it ain’t been stolen yet
and they say that it’s depression but it’s really stress
crack just k!lled the whole summer, now we holding bets
disappointed in they actions, ’cause they know the flex
and ghetto just means it ain’t been stolen yet (it ain’t been stolen yet)
clone the rest

[verse 2: nickelus f]
god*d*mn, baby girl thicker than soup in the fridge
uh, yeah, if you know what i like then you know what it is
uh, yeah, she say she like sake, i called her a hotshot
and she say she got wet off my whii*ii*p
line snorting, titty sucking, petey on one
k!ller sh*t, target the cheeks, like saw 1
title match, flip the b*tch over, down the thong comes
spinal tap, d*ck could hit boulders, leave all crumbs
light the pack, twist up the doja, smoking hog blunts
bison back, built with thick shoulders, throw a strong punch
bitin’ back? n*gga that’s over, i’m the wrong one
’cause like the jack nicholson joker, i draw a long gun
whew, yeah
now back to the booty, she sending me nudes
normally the b*tch is a prude, but for me, she be bending the rules
’cause she know that petey like it nasty
yeah, she know that petey need it naa*aa*sty, yeah

- chris crack lyrics

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