lirik lagu tye beats & chicken p - go go gadget
[intro: chicken p]
(d~mn, tye, you made this b~tch too? the f~ck got into you?)
hmm, hmm, hmm
mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, uh
hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
hmm, alright
mm, mm, mm, mm
ayy, huh
[chorus: chicken p]
roof panoramic, huh, porsche panamera
walmart, buyin’ a blender, fllirtin’ with the cashier
collect call, press five for me, that was last year (ooh)
what i made last night, i just dropped a half pint
[verse: chicken p]
lil’ n~gga, that’s a eight, i got a eight poured on ice
she done got two nuts out me, b~tch, i’m straight for the night
sent the lil’ b~tch to miami for her shape, get it right, huh
told the b~tch to arch it, baby, shake it how i like it
i payed four thousand for this car, watch the mirrors, this a striker, huh
i ain’t seen my n~gga in some years, he a lifer, huh
i won’t ever take thеm n~ggas serious, they be typin’
on thе road, pourin’ up the seal with no license
ooh, you already know i’m in l.a., i’m on fairfax
got a big batch of bo, lookin’ for somewhere to sell it at
got a benz like a boat, this b~tch faster than a telepad
i just got caught up with my ho, i ain’t even got sh~t to tell her ass
i’m playin’ golf at casablanca, i’m in calabasas
i make the b~tch get nasty, then bought the b~tch a pair of lanvin’s
you n~ggas dead broke, i’m dead serious, i ain’t laughin’
you couldn’t compare that boy to me ’cause that ain’t fair, i’m really havin’ ’em
can’t tell you how i really do this sh~t, it’s really magic
can’t really tell you where i found this b~tch, she really pageant, huh
p~rn star, i got this model b~tch g~gaggin’
hmm, pressin’ b~ttons in this b~tch, pull up just like go go gadget
mm, i was gon’ leave it plain, but i want the rollie flashin’
i put her on a plane, i found out she came with baggage (get out of here)
i done made a half a ticket, i’m out of here, huh
you been broke forever, i pray you don’t die this year, huh
want a gun bro bro, i got ’em cool, bro, get near me, huh
dior to the floor, b~tch, i don’t do the denim tears (ayy, hmm)
my brother ‘nem in heaven, they forever in my spirit
this b~tch done lost her mind, she want me to f~ck her on her period
ayy, i’m in the coupe with four or five phones, just me and siri
i just poured up a four, now i’m havin’ problems steerin’
i heard that car you in a lemon, need to fix your power steerin’
can show you how to cook a brick, who wanna learn? who volunteerin’? (ayy, hmm)
[chorus: chicken p]
roof panoramic, huh, porsche panamera
walmart, buyin’ a blender, fllirtin’ with the cashier
collect call, press five for me, that was last year (ooh)
what i made last night, i just dropped a half pint
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