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bumblebee - chuckyy lyrics

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[intro]
(davy’s wants another hit)

[chorus]
everything shoot twice at one time, even the chopper (even the chopper)
bounce out on a n*gga, fully arp, blew his sh*t off, h*ll nah, he can’t see a doctor (uh*uh)
roll out the whip, get chopped up, we do murders right there, can’t solve ’em (uh*uh)
bust a right, foenem creep through the alley, tryna bump the dude, get it on, it’s a ball game (get it on)
mike amiri, come ricky, ricky
ain’t no sp*ce for you, lil’ boy, this a two*seater
your b*tch poppin’ the bottles and shakin’ her ass to my music and that’s why you beat her (uh)
i ain’t even celebrate signin’ my deal, i’m rich as f*ck, swervo, humble beast
pull up to the scene fresh as f*ck (you know that), step out the whip, 392 look like a bumblebee (davy’s wants another hit, grrah)

[verse]
uh, i’m in cali right now and i’m blazin’ ‘woods back to back, i can’t stop (can’t stop)
i don’t give a f*ck what you said out your mouth, put a red beam on him if you still rock with him (grrah, come here, there he go)
uh, you know them shots in that, srt engine, that’s a real cop k!ller
walk in the store and a motherf*cker ask for a pic, you don’t know how that feel, that’s a star feelin’ (that’s light)
wukaduk, i’m in the turkeys (turkey), how you want it? you can get sh*t baked or deep fried
bloodbath runnin’ the 100s (the 100s), summertime, shorty totin’ a drac’ with a ski mask (grrah, grrah)
steady thumbin’ through hundreds (hundreds), think i eat, sleep, sh*t, and p*ss and drink cash (like water)
said no one time out of a millions yeses, now chuckyy a b*tch with his cheap ass (f*ck ’em)
that sh*t crazy, ‘posed to be my dog, you traded on me
but i don’t give no f*ck, i saw that comin’, and i’m backdoor*k, stay away from me (f*ck the rats)
my mama be worried i’m reppin’ and runnin’ the streets, but i’m out here faithfully (you know that)
i’ll fill a n*gga up with a thirty round clip, switch on the back, goin’ over soul taker speed (grrah, grrah, grrah, brrah, grrah, davy’s wants another hit)
[chorus]
everything shoot twice at one time, even the chopper (automatic)
bounce out on a n*gga, fully arp, blew his sh*t off, h*ll nah, he can’t see a doctor (you know that)
roll out the whip, get chopped up, we do murders right there, can’t solve ’em
bust a right, foenem creep through the alley, tryna bump the dude, get it on, it’s a ball game (grrah)
mike amiri, come ricky, ricky
ain’t no sp*ce for you, lil’ boy, this a two*seater
your b*tch poppin’ the bottles and shakin’ her ass to my music, and that’s why you beat her (you know that)
i ain’t even celebrate signin’ my deal, i’m rich as f*ck, swervo, humble beast
pull up to the scene fresh as f*ck, step out the whip, 392 look like a bumblebee (grr)

[outro]
that’s light sh*t, 392 look like a bumblebee
these b*tch*ass n*ggas be under me, these b*tch*ass n*ggas be under me
pull up fresh as f*ck, 392, bumblebee
(davy’s wants another hit)
still smokin’ dead opps, steady gettin’ rich on you f*ck*ass n*ggas

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