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chipper jones 3 - joey fatts lyrics

[verse 1]
started off hustling
ended up balling
made it in this rapping, but the fiends keep calling
put my squad on the map and we goin’ get money regardless
cause n-ggas pushing packs like a ups call in, no ____
my n-ggas authentic
bad b-tch guaranteed whipping it
if not than i know she with it
cause you run the building you n-ggas be tenants
used to stash work up in that civic, now i’m on tour f-cking b-tches
mami used to slave up in that kitchen, now we eating off a sentence
to get that work i need a calling card
hola, cómo estás papi?
i need that pack, i got the guap papi
imma meet your -ss at the dock papi
big white brick like jeremy shockey
in the trap house in ____
then f-ck the b-tch like katrina, my fiends need femas
been driving in buckets, my momma need beamers
so i go hard, i do this for my fam and my squad
trying to have my n-ggas living large
gotta choppa in the car like rick ross
bet this hundred shots get a n-gga lost
move my own work don’t need a boss
pushing 36 like bettis
young n-ggas ’bout that lettuce
and i keep that weapon, you can me catch on the 7 with the felons
game

- joey fatts lyrics

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