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lirik lagu r3 da chilliman - taste

[intro]
(diego)

[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
i’m big money 3, so i’m with big booty b~tches
i’m floatin’ off a 10, he keep fives, i got switches
beatin’ it from the front, my chain smack her in the face
five hundred for an ounce, broke n~gga wish you knew how this taste
every time my b~tch pick up my chain, she playin’ in snow, n~gga
your b~tch mad ’cause you broke, go get some dope, go hit the road, n~gga
if you want some smoke, just say, “hike,” and we gon’ blitz somethin’
baby want a body, she a hottie, i might trick on her

[verse 1: r3 da chilliman]
million~dollar n~gga, that’s with and without the chain on
b~tch know i’m a baller, shot caller, got all my rings on
floatin’ off wock’ and rps, you don’t do that
b~tch, your n~gga broke with fake diamonds, but you knew that
i go dior crazy, but i’m only rockin’ the b30s
drop a n~gga, this gun a souvenir, this glock 30
with this cartier, i’m gettin’ real money, i know you see it
her ass fat, the doctor did his thing, i can’t believe it (ooh~wee)
n~ggas know that i’m the youngest rich n~gga ’round my way
and they know i’m still in the street purchasing k’s
junkie, junkie, walk around my house like, “where my lean at?”
heard them n~ggas said they want war, but they don’t mean that
i know your last n~gga was playin’, but, baby, i got choppers
hittin’ it on the balcony out the country like f~ck who watches
n~ggas can’t do sh~t but hate, ’cause, b~tch, you know the gang on
baby get whatever, ’cause, b~tch, you know my pape’ long
[chorus: r3 da chilliman & karrahbooo]
i’m big money 3, so i’m with big booty b~tches
i’m floatin’ off a 10, he keep fives, i got switches
beatin’ it from the front, my chain smack her in the face
five hundred for an ounce, broke n~gga wish you knew how this taste
every time my b~tch pick up my chain, she playin’ in snow, n~gga
your b~tch mad ’cause you broke, go get some dope, go hit the road, n~gga
if you want some smoke, just say, “hike,” and we gon’ blitz somethin’
baby want a body, she a hottie, i might trick on her (kb)

[verse 2: karrahbooo]
try to step to booo and i’m gon’ bust you in your lip (booo, booo)
cappin’ to the shrink and makin’ sure she fill my script (frrt, frrt)
b~tches on my page, they tryna study my lil’ drip
i got n~ggas beggin’ me to front ’em a lil’ zip (yeah, yeah)
i got n~ggas beggin’ me if they can get some p~ssy (okay)
i got people payin’ 15k so they can book me (us)
i got b~tches duckin’ me, they runnin’ from the ones (d~mn)
i got crackers wirin’ me that’s tryna get the buns (crete)
b~tches watch my page, but they don’t never watch they sons (go, go, go)
i got metro boomin in my purse and in my lungs (okay)
veeze inside the booth, punch in a sermon, sound like tongues (d~mn, d~mn)
i’m inside the booth, i’m with the mob, totin’ my gun (us)

[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
i’m big money 3, so i’m with big booty b~tches (swear to god)
i’m floatin’ off a 10, he keep fives, i got switches
beatin’ it from the front, my chain smack her in the face
five hundred for an ounce, broke n~gga wish you knew how this taste
every time my b~tch pick up my chain, she playin’ in snow, n~gga
your b~tch mad ’cause you broke, go get some dope, go hit the road, n~gga
if you want some smoke, just say, “hike,” and we gon’ blitz somethin’
baby want a body, she a hottie, i might trick on her
[outro]
(diego)

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