Vado
Vado - We Out Chyea lyrics
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Automatic! Yo money, power, respect, I need all three! Quite a room... Where we all eat Fine stripper, just me, let me call flee Take... I'll get you not for small fee You gonna see plenty racks on my pocket Let them know that I'm cocky Sitting low on that concrete Sipping more with that grinding... I rap the streets that we slammed off Pretty boy, I'm fly as fuck We're all here, cardigans we all wear ... but we don't care We think here like long... I spit high, ball for ball like fist fight That... Wheel I grip tight My new Ferrari with big mike My bitch nice Every shoe she get twice Like Peter shoe I live life No primadonas, I hit light Hope you get right so you get left ... till I'm with death Chorus: (x2) I'm on the ground, time is money (we out chyea) I don't smile, ain't shit funny (we out chyea) Lock the town, won't reach for me (we out chyea) From sun down, till we get sunny (we out chyea) I rhyme round, I'm getting it 2Chainz on, 2Chainz on She turned off cause you ain't on Hard as shot but you ain't on Calm boy, straight wack Never fucked, you ain't that My niggas fucked and we raped that Then gave a... like take that Should have taked that, I pulled that bitch I'll kill that ass shit I get on that strip! Who fly knowing I'm the shit? I stay fresh, stay dressed till the day I'm made rest I got them cheap like pay less Drop more, I pay less Can't ball, I'm hard to... Two doors for... Strap off my... Her man is captain, I burn the scarf I want it down when I fuck a broad I let it roll in my entourage Chorus: (x2) I'm on the ground, time is money (we out chyea) I don't smile, ain't shit funny (we out chyea) Lock the town, won't reach for me (we out chyea) From sun down, till we get sunny (we out chyea) Yeah, watch your clap for me once I flash... Get it months early, I don't pop tags late Make that ass shake, break it down on the glass plate Throw it up then I slam, duck on that fast break. Straight to the whole Left the platinum went to the gold I said the train went to the... ... that shit was sold This nigga cold, trust me, you can't touch me From head to toe, I'll be rugby ... crack it down, no dandy! Chorus: (x2) I'm on the ground, time is money (we out chyea) I don't smile, ain't shit funny (we out chyea) Lock the town, won't reach for me (we out chyea) From sun down, till we get sunny (we out chyea)