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BAPE Video (MV)




Performed By: CH Jeyy
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Jordan Pair




CH Jeyy - BAPE Lyrics




My shorty wear Bape on her feet
In the bed she running meep meep
Hawkin her down she got on meep meep
Phineas and Ferb you teaming with perry
Ima be drip when I go to Pari
Niggas be full of funk like they Terry
Out run out a nigga just like I'm Tyreek
Come in my circle, that shit cost a fee
F*ckin with me, boy, you better keep your heat
Men in black and they stay all in the East
I got some niggas that come in the South
They kill your head just like they AL Snow
I want my cash and i want all my chow
FBI door way we kickin' them down
I give her one fresh to death smackdown
Lil Uzi boy way I'm rollin up loud

Yes, I'm impressive, but I'm askin a question
I ain't Johnny who the f*ck is you testin'
I'm not Cochran, who the f*ck you impressin'?
I ain't Cochran, why the f*ck you confessin'
Seen a bad bitch on X, I ain't talkin' professor
Told my niggas, go scam a finesse her
Like, Ferb I don't talk, but I pull a Vanessa
She said Jeyy get my name on a necklace
I ain't talkin' bout a Kai, but I'm reckless
I'm Talm' bout my Ezy, we steppin'
Ron beat your ass, nigga, with a left hand

Niggas in brown cloths, they be lookin' like a peasant
MC Hammer, pussy, nigga, can't touch this
MC Hammer, so my chain won't touch this
To your bitch I'm a need, to your bitch I'm a must this
Pullin' up, Elon with the musk in

Niggas be rip offs , I'm talkin' bout OG
Put him in the blunt, I'm talkin' bout OG
Feel like I'm Edge, lil' niggas don't know me
I'm in your bitch Rated R-Superstar, now she know me Uh,

Suited up in all black
All my niggas know I want all my cash
If it's not that, then bringin' it back
Talk bout confidence, bringin' it back
If he dead, no bringin him back
I pack her like Aaron Rodgers
And then I swing like I'm with the Dodgers
She stay on my ball, she a hogger
Had to kick her out, just like its soccer
With Smith, I don't like the Oscars
He be grouchy, just like he Oscar
If I want you, bitch, then I'm a ask her
On my log, she lookin' like Frogger
Cross country, where she gettin farther
Aquafina Aquafina its water

My shorty wear Bape on her feet
In the bed she running meep meep
Hawkin her down she got on meep meep
Phineas and Ferb you teaming with perry
Ima be drip when I go to Pari
Niggas be full of funk like they Terry
Out run out a nigga like just I'm Tyreek
Come in my circle, that shit cost a fee
F*ck with me, boy, you better keep your heat
Men in black and they stay all in the East
I got some niggas that come in the South
They kill your head just like the AL Snow
I want my cash and i want all my chow
FBI door way we kickin' them down
I give her one fresh to death smackdown
Lil Uzi boy way I'm rollin up loud
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My shorty wear Bape on her feet
In the bed she running meep meep
Hawkin her down she got on meep meep
Phineas and Ferb you teaming with perry
Ima be drip when I go to Pari
Niggas be full of funk like they Terry
Out run out a nigga just like I'm Tyreek
Come in my circle, that shit cost a fee
F*ckin with me, boy, you better keep your heat
Men in black and they stay all in the East
I got some niggas that come in the South
They kill your head just like they AL Snow
I want my cash and i want all my chow
FBI door way we kickin' them down
I give her one fresh to death smackdown
Lil Uzi boy way I'm rollin up loud

Yes, I'm impressive, but I'm askin a question
I ain't Johnny who the f*ck is you testin'
I'm not Cochran, who the f*ck you impressin'?
I ain't Cochran, why the f*ck you confessin'
Seen a bad bitch on X, I ain't talkin' professor
Told my niggas, go scam a finesse her
Like, Ferb I don't talk, but I pull a Vanessa
She said Jeyy get my name on a necklace
I ain't talkin' bout a Kai, but I'm reckless
I'm Talm' bout my Ezy, we steppin'
Ron beat your ass, nigga, with a left hand

Niggas in brown cloths, they be lookin' like a peasant
MC Hammer, pussy, nigga, can't touch this
MC Hammer, so my chain won't touch this
To your bitch I'm a need, to your bitch I'm a must this
Pullin' up, Elon with the musk in

Niggas be rip offs , I'm talkin' bout OG
Put him in the blunt, I'm talkin' bout OG
Feel like I'm Edge, lil' niggas don't know me
I'm in your bitch Rated R-Superstar, now she know me Uh,

Suited up in all black
All my niggas know I want all my cash
If it's not that, then bringin' it back
Talk bout confidence, bringin' it back
If he dead, no bringin him back
I pack her like Aaron Rodgers
And then I swing like I'm with the Dodgers
She stay on my ball, she a hogger
Had to kick her out, just like its soccer
With Smith, I don't like the Oscars
He be grouchy, just like he Oscar
If I want you, bitch, then I'm a ask her
On my log, she lookin' like Frogger
Cross country, where she gettin farther
Aquafina Aquafina its water

My shorty wear Bape on her feet
In the bed she running meep meep
Hawkin her down she got on meep meep
Phineas and Ferb you teaming with perry
Ima be drip when I go to Pari
Niggas be full of funk like they Terry
Out run out a nigga like just I'm Tyreek
Come in my circle, that shit cost a fee
F*ck with me, boy, you better keep your heat
Men in black and they stay all in the East
I got some niggas that come in the South
They kill your head just like the AL Snow
I want my cash and i want all my chow
FBI door way we kickin' them down
I give her one fresh to death smackdown
Lil Uzi boy way I'm rollin up loud
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Writer: Jordan Pair
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