Sliding in the bruce wayne
Looking like new change
On the way to the function
Bouta turn into a cold flame
Aye me and don cheadle
Bouta blow like some propane
Line them girls up
Now they looking like soul train
Yeah she saw the boogers in the Chain
Now she staring at me
Looking at me
Want a wedding rang
Ugh i rather get a sip of that drank
Waka flocka flows
Going hard in the paint you know
Suga free said go straight to the Bank her face card on ten
Got me up in her face
I said im all against war
But i move like a tank
I like your attitude mama
When your face got the stank
Im saying
The maestro and three tees
You rappers could of been
We can call you lil druski
I got wait in my city
These rappers all minis
Im a curry with the dub
Im a goat no trini
Our pockets never stingy
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Where the ice at
My girlfriend need a cocktail
My phone blowing up
Like spam when you get email
To the ten to the valley
We all cali we all family
She wanna be down
But girl you not brandy
Ughh we too nice
Looking at these rappers
In my rear view
Box office event
Yeah that only was a preview
Why you talkin crazy
When you know im a see yuh
Wouldnt want to be you
Even on my worst day
We turn up in the land
Even on a thursday
Talking big boy
But you not even in third place
Its crazy sippin yak
Not Brandy
Feminine rappers its extinct
To be manly turn up
We going up like elevators
We are never round them haters
We more player
Than now and later gators
In between the mix like a fader
Whats that in the air
Its mad funky its the vapors
Sipping on something
That im a feel later
Thats why thats why thats why
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
We gon slide like this
Up in the land aye
dîRttT - MY CHICK Lyrics
dîRttT - MY CHICK Lyrics
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English
Sliding in the bruce wayne
Looking like new change
On the way to the function
Bouta turn into a cold flame
Aye me and don cheadle
Bouta blow like some propane
Line them girls up
Now they looking like soul train
Yeah she saw the boogers in the Chain
Now she staring at me
Looking at me
Want a wedding rang
Ugh i rather get a sip of that drank
Waka flocka flows
Going hard in the paint you know
Suga free said go straight to the Bank her face card on ten
Got me up in her face
I said im all against war
But i move like a tank
I like your attitude mama
When your face got the stank
Im saying
The maestro and three tees
You rappers could of been
We can call you lil druski
I got wait in my city
These rappers all minis
Im a curry with the dub
Im a goat no trini
Our pockets never stingy
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Where the ice at
My girlfriend need a cocktail
My phone blowing up
Like spam when you get email
To the ten to the valley
We all cali we all family
She wanna be down
But girl you not brandy
Ughh we too nice
Looking at these rappers
In my rear view
Box office event
Yeah that only was a preview
Why you talkin crazy
When you know im a see yuh
Wouldnt want to be you
Even on my worst day
We turn up in the land
Even on a thursday
Talking big boy
But you not even in third place
Its crazy sippin yak
Not Brandy
Feminine rappers its extinct
To be manly turn up
We going up like elevators
We are never round them haters
We more player
Than now and later gators
In between the mix like a fader
Whats that in the air
Its mad funky its the vapors
Sipping on something
That im a feel later
Thats why thats why thats why
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
We gon slide like this
Up in the land aye
Looking like new change
On the way to the function
Bouta turn into a cold flame
Aye me and don cheadle
Bouta blow like some propane
Line them girls up
Now they looking like soul train
Yeah she saw the boogers in the Chain
Now she staring at me
Looking at me
Want a wedding rang
Ugh i rather get a sip of that drank
Waka flocka flows
Going hard in the paint you know
Suga free said go straight to the Bank her face card on ten
Got me up in her face
I said im all against war
But i move like a tank
I like your attitude mama
When your face got the stank
Im saying
The maestro and three tees
You rappers could of been
We can call you lil druski
I got wait in my city
These rappers all minis
Im a curry with the dub
Im a goat no trini
Our pockets never stingy
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Where the ice at
My girlfriend need a cocktail
My phone blowing up
Like spam when you get email
To the ten to the valley
We all cali we all family
She wanna be down
But girl you not brandy
Ughh we too nice
Looking at these rappers
In my rear view
Box office event
Yeah that only was a preview
Why you talkin crazy
When you know im a see yuh
Wouldnt want to be you
Even on my worst day
We turn up in the land
Even on a thursday
Talking big boy
But you not even in third place
Its crazy sippin yak
Not Brandy
Feminine rappers its extinct
To be manly turn up
We going up like elevators
We are never round them haters
We more player
Than now and later gators
In between the mix like a fader
Whats that in the air
Its mad funky its the vapors
Sipping on something
That im a feel later
Thats why thats why thats why
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
I wanna make you my chick
Girl you know im feenin
For you
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
We gon slide like this
Up in the land aye
Writer: Don V, 3TEES dîRttT
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid