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Check Video (MV)




Performed By: DJ Luis
Featuring: Yo Gotti
Written by: MARIO SENTELL GIDEN, MICHAEL D SMITH




DJ Luis - Check Lyrics




[ Featuring Yo Gotti ]

I got a check, check, check (beep)
Bitch I got a check, check, check
Bitch I got a check

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check

Uhh, I got my check up
Ugh I need a check up
Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze
Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes
I got them bows, plus I got them o's
Going hard, nigga I do too,
I got shooters nigga, what bout you
Valet park nigga there's my coupe
Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew
That pussy good, ass fat
Head right, nigga that's my boo
A real nigga, you ain't one
Hate on me, that's what you do
Oo I'm in my zone, ooo, my money long
Sipping on that ciroc, inhaling all of the strong
I'm on my young nigga shit, rollie with the bezel
I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check

I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it
Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches
Black diamond, AP, oil spill, BP
White diamond muerla
No diamond, Hublot
Ace of Spades, no cards
Don P that glow in the dark
I got soft, I go hard
Stop the beat my favorite part
The California my favorite car,
The last line was my favorite bar
I hit the club, my jays on, they ain't out yet
And stood on the box
Selling dope my first job
Getting money, they worst thought
I'm in this bitch with my home boys
Big jewellery, no bodyguard
I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this
Checking on my dollar sign
Get money on my to do list, hey!

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check
Check, check, bitch I'm on deck
Flex, flex, looking like a check
Check, check, bitch I'm on deck
Flex, flex, looking like a check

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
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I got a check, check, check (beep)
Bitch I got a check, check, check
Bitch I got a check

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check

Uhh, I got my check up
Ugh I need a check up
Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze
Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes
I got them bows, plus I got them o's
Going hard, nigga I do too,
I got shooters nigga, what bout you
Valet park nigga there's my coupe
Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew
That pussy good, ass fat
Head right, nigga that's my boo
A real nigga, you ain't one
Hate on me, that's what you do
Oo I'm in my zone, ooo, my money long
Sipping on that ciroc, inhaling all of the strong
I'm on my young nigga shit, rollie with the bezel
I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check

I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it
Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches
Black diamond, AP, oil spill, BP
White diamond muerla
No diamond, Hublot
Ace of Spades, no cards
Don P that glow in the dark
I got soft, I go hard
Stop the beat my favorite part
The California my favorite car,
The last line was my favorite bar
I hit the club, my jays on, they ain't out yet
And stood on the box
Selling dope my first job
Getting money, they worst thought
I'm in this bitch with my home boys
Big jewellery, no bodyguard
I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this
Checking on my dollar sign
Get money on my to do list, hey!

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a check
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check
Check, check, bitch I'm on deck
Flex, flex, looking like a check
Check, check, bitch I'm on deck
Flex, flex, looking like a check

I buy anything I want 'cause I got a check
F*ck any bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
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Writer: MARIO SENTELL GIDEN, MICHAEL D SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave

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