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Chauffeur Video (MV)




Performed By: Bamolotti!
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Bamo lotti




Bamolotti! - Chauffeur Lyrics




So much f*ckin' doja
I ain't never sober
Real deal stoner
Real deal smoker
Told li Zye call the chauffeur
She always blow my line when she want my closure
I'm only hitting her back for the night she got that soaker
I been known to score I'ma put you on a poster
They just all talk gotta' keep my composure
I got my hol' team counting on me to get exposure
Betta' watch the crossover

Yeah
I got a lil' slut tryna' see what I'm on tonight
I ain't on no game told her I'ma fold her right
I bet that I dunk in that lil' shit with all my might
I like a get money ho' yeah that's my type
F*ckin' with a grown ho' yeah that's what I like
I done had a dream I could fly like I'm mike
I'm all in her head in her mind like a psych
Yeah yeah

Hit her like I need that
I'm tryna' beat that
Free my dog hope he beat that
I told the world I'll be right back
I can't never slack
Gotta' get back on track
These rappin' niggas wack
I had to state that fact
All that shit a act
I'm not gon' conversate with niggas I'm not tryna' chat
And free lil' baba and lil' larry know I trip bout' that
I got some money on yo' books ain't gotta' trip onnat'

So much f*ckin' doja
I ain't never sober
Real deal stoner
Real deal smoker
Told lil' Zye call the chauffeur
She always blow my line when she want my closure
I'm only hitting her back for the night she got that soaker
I been known to score I'ma put you on a poster
They just all talk gotta' keep my composure
I got my hol' team counting on me to get exposure
Betta' watch the crossover

Ain't no one betta' than me
Ho' I'm heem
She wan' be on my team
I'm mister clean
I ain't cuffing you I can't get you a ring

I got a lil' slut tryna' see what I'm on tonight
I ain't on no game told her I'ma fold her right
I bet that I dunk in that lil' shit with all my might
I like a get money ho' yeah that's my type
F*ckin' with a grown hoe yeah that's what I like
I done had a dream I could fly like I'm mike
I'm all in her head in her mind like a psych
Yeah yeah
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So much f*ckin' doja
I ain't never sober
Real deal stoner
Real deal smoker
Told li Zye call the chauffeur
She always blow my line when she want my closure
I'm only hitting her back for the night she got that soaker
I been known to score I'ma put you on a poster
They just all talk gotta' keep my composure
I got my hol' team counting on me to get exposure
Betta' watch the crossover

Yeah
I got a lil' slut tryna' see what I'm on tonight
I ain't on no game told her I'ma fold her right
I bet that I dunk in that lil' shit with all my might
I like a get money ho' yeah that's my type
F*ckin' with a grown ho' yeah that's what I like
I done had a dream I could fly like I'm mike
I'm all in her head in her mind like a psych
Yeah yeah

Hit her like I need that
I'm tryna' beat that
Free my dog hope he beat that
I told the world I'll be right back
I can't never slack
Gotta' get back on track
These rappin' niggas wack
I had to state that fact
All that shit a act
I'm not gon' conversate with niggas I'm not tryna' chat
And free lil' baba and lil' larry know I trip bout' that
I got some money on yo' books ain't gotta' trip onnat'

So much f*ckin' doja
I ain't never sober
Real deal stoner
Real deal smoker
Told lil' Zye call the chauffeur
She always blow my line when she want my closure
I'm only hitting her back for the night she got that soaker
I been known to score I'ma put you on a poster
They just all talk gotta' keep my composure
I got my hol' team counting on me to get exposure
Betta' watch the crossover

Ain't no one betta' than me
Ho' I'm heem
She wan' be on my team
I'm mister clean
I ain't cuffing you I can't get you a ring

I got a lil' slut tryna' see what I'm on tonight
I ain't on no game told her I'ma fold her right
I bet that I dunk in that lil' shit with all my might
I like a get money ho' yeah that's my type
F*ckin' with a grown hoe yeah that's what I like
I done had a dream I could fly like I'm mike
I'm all in her head in her mind like a psych
Yeah yeah
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