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Can't Shyt Get Video (MV)




Performed By: Chad Watson
Length: 3:25
Written by: David Watson




Chad Watson - Can't Shyt Get Lyrics
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Hood nigga wit a temper
We don't fool wit ya this that hood nigga that please don't pull triggers
Go
Ima liar in the lions lair
Wit yo girl lie her down
Pulling hair and underwear
Lying to these ladies lying on they're back while they stare lions King of the jungle so
I Lion everywhere she's camera bad wit no help
Hennessy cold so the ice won't melt
She grabs another glass from the shelf
Then passed me the thang she rolled herself
Let em pay me for a track tho
Chad stack figures
Smart wit a rack so stacks get bigger kept eyes on the back door
Hand on a the trigger
Known fact that black bros don't trust nigga's
Niggas brag about swag cause they all Jus really jealous
Cause if they had that swag then they wouldn't need to tell us
Don't come round me and my fellas, like yo husband said
Im on the block wit pac if that nigga wasn't dead
Issa real gang
Fast money maker
If you afraid better call on your savior
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
F*ck off my wave
Asshole behavior
Stay out my cave
I am no life saver can't shyt get In the way of my paper can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Go
My side girl miss me on her lover tip
At my girls house with hickeys from another bitch
Kiss me on some other shyt
Under cover lover shyt
Busy while dizzy from this whiskey wit ya brothers chick
Grab it favorite habit like a rabbit for the magic stick
Ooh she say love my (wait) way she say she love my (wait) kinda like a magic trick
If you could imagine it
Glad to lick and months back she was half as thick
Headed to the top
Niggas can't stop shyt
Don't believe me so nigga just watch this
I'll chop that ass down
Nigga no chopsticks
Ya got the game on lock nigga I'm the locksmith, prodigy, top hot commodity
Let's meet for drinks and exchange fake apologies
I'd say lotta me gotta be hundred million dollar d she walk around like she won the lottery
Issa real gang, fast money maker
If you afraid better call on your savior
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
F*ck off my wave
Asshole behavior
Stay out my cave
I am no life saver can't shyt get In the way of my paper can't shyt get in the way of my paper
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Hood nigga wit a temper
We don't fool wit ya this that hood nigga that please don't pull triggers
Go
Ima liar in the lions lair
Wit yo girl lie her down
Pulling hair and underwear
Lying to these ladies lying on they're back while they stare lions King of the jungle so
I Lion everywhere she's camera bad wit no help
Hennessy cold so the ice won't melt
She grabs another glass from the shelf
Then passed me the thang she rolled herself
Let em pay me for a track tho
Chad stack figures
Smart wit a rack so stacks get bigger kept eyes on the back door
Hand on a the trigger
Known fact that black bros don't trust nigga's
Niggas brag about swag cause they all Jus really jealous
Cause if they had that swag then they wouldn't need to tell us
Don't come round me and my fellas, like yo husband said
Im on the block wit pac if that nigga wasn't dead
Issa real gang
Fast money maker
If you afraid better call on your savior
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
F*ck off my wave
Asshole behavior
Stay out my cave
I am no life saver can't shyt get In the way of my paper can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Go
My side girl miss me on her lover tip
At my girls house with hickeys from another bitch
Kiss me on some other shyt
Under cover lover shyt
Busy while dizzy from this whiskey wit ya brothers chick
Grab it favorite habit like a rabbit for the magic stick
Ooh she say love my (wait) way she say she love my (wait) kinda like a magic trick
If you could imagine it
Glad to lick and months back she was half as thick
Headed to the top
Niggas can't stop shyt
Don't believe me so nigga just watch this
I'll chop that ass down
Nigga no chopsticks
Ya got the game on lock nigga I'm the locksmith, prodigy, top hot commodity
Let's meet for drinks and exchange fake apologies
I'd say lotta me gotta be hundred million dollar d she walk around like she won the lottery
Issa real gang, fast money maker
If you afraid better call on your savior
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
Can't shyt get in the way of my paper
F*ck off my wave
Asshole behavior
Stay out my cave
I am no life saver can't shyt get In the way of my paper can't shyt get in the way of my paper
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Writer: David Watson
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