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appear - chuxxi lyrics

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[chorus: yeat]
got off the phone, i was with my twizzy, we was movin’ chicken
with these racks, you ain’t got no bones, you a vegeterian
fat ass, booty b*tches, ?
and these b*tches really crazy, they gon’ take lines off that ?, (b*tch)
i said ? [not now yall?] gotta make an appearance, (b*tch)
i say yo’ ass fell off, you dissapearing, (b*tch)
with these racks i’ma double up, make ’em dissapear (yeah, yeah)
in a big ol, big ol tonka truck, i just ran over a deer

[verse i: chuxxi]
i want my diamonds dancing so i bought that b*tch in eliantte
luh the money, swear to god, i put my trust in all these ?
i got your b*tch right in my bed, b*tch don’t make me catch you hidin’?, (yeah, yeah)
i’m popping all the rocks, i fell in love with percocets
i get that b*tch a percy’ than we having perco*s*x’
i’m shooting out the tonka, baby boo i’m drinking monster
d*d*dropped out highschool i ain’t never seen a college
amg, twin tu’s, why the f*ck you think i’m ?

[verse i: yeat]
go ahead, doing nothing, drinking on some beer
in the crib, momma kept this money, make that reappear
hunnid*fifty’s, racking fitness money, counter’s all i hear
if you ain’t gon’ drop a bag, then get yo’ ass up outta’ here
i’m so high off this oxy, i bet i couldn’t even steer
i feel like ?, ? molly, i’ma put that wock up in my cup, ?
yeah, the way she riding d*ck, just like you ride a trolley
i was in new york two years ago, i was at barneys
i had wock up in my cup, this sh*t so purple just like barney
feel like pluto, feel like uzi’ when i’m talking brand new money
i had money on me, ?, so come, come get it off me
[verse ii: chuxxi]
i wake up early mornin’, b*tches tell me if they ready
they don’t know i put one*hunnid up, i really get you wet
get the quarter*pounder*molly up then see how that b*tch ?
got my b*tch outside, she running left, ???
rock amiri’, this sh*t silly, only brough the silly ?
put your b*tch up in the kitchen and you know she cooking roast

[chorus: yeat]
got off the phone, i was with my twizzy, we was movin’ chicken
with these racks, you ain’t got no bones, you a vegeterian
fat ass, booty b*tches, ?
and these b*tches really crazy, they gon’ take lines off that ?, (b*tch)
i said ? [not now yall?] gotta make an appearance, (b*tch)
i say yo’ ass fell off, you dissapearing, (b*tch)
with these racks i’ma double up, make ’em dissapear (yeah, yeah)
in a big ol, big ol tonka truck, i just ran over a deer

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