Azealia Banks

Azealia Banks - Chi Chi lyrics

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Hands up, it's a hold up

Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster

Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota

I could picture ya noggin' rockin', you peasy on the corner

I stretch it with the soda

Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder

Got the keys to the drop top, but I'm in the Rover

Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up



Niggas, I be wildin' for that cheddar, for that paper

Island hoppin' in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica

Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso

Get that perico on Broadway

Chi Chi get the yayo

You know I'm about it, every dollar on the pay roll

Tell 'em niggas we be grindin' till the motherf**kin' day o'er

Bet you read about it, bet you plottin', bet you hatin'

Get that perico on Broadway

Chi Chi get the -



Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers

Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur

Icy bezel, I'm freezy and my necklace splurge

Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst

Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O

La Perla provocateur lace, I feed 'em sex and blow

Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico

Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go
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