Chip Tha Ripper
Chip Tha Ripper - Pocket Full Of Cheese lyrics
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[Akon:] Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down fa my G's [Chip Tha Ripper:] Ay we gon do it like dis Nawl we gon do it like dis Catch me n the middle of the sea like fish (like fish) Nope I'on got stacks on deck Got stacks n my pocket got stacks on my neck N the middle of the club with my hands n da er N da vip coo with all da hoes down sters I'on make bank rolls I roll banks N my ice cream hoody coat check no thanks I'm a need a dodge ram pickup truck Wen I ride thru ya city an I pick up bucks yup yup I keep everything chill ova here I'm not chip tha rip I'm chip tha fridgerear (bbuurr) Yea I'm da coldest with da flow Got a chevy on 4's I'm da throwdest on the road (yea) Wen I'm n da club take a look at me You can see da money n me I'm a certified G TELL'EM AKON [Akon:] So throw yo hands n da sky nigga If you a hustler ride n do a die nigga Gettin dat money flippin pies nigga An keep a big booty chick on da side nigga Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down fa my G's (HOL' UP) [Chip Tha Ripper:] I'on be on ganster shit (WHY) Cause niggaz ain't really gansters yet I'm runnin where I stay yea dats clear Where da pussy boyz at call me mr. cashmeier Niggaz think day all big an strong out here Naw dats da alcohol had one to many beers Soon as ya sober up tough man scared Den wen I pull out tha pump tough man disappear Niggaz is insacure naw not me doe I sing ta da money call me bobby valetino All I wanna do is see my first huned grand I'm not a business man I'm a BUSINESS MAN [Akon:] So throw yo hands n da sky nigga If you a hustler ride n do a die nigga Gettin dat money flippin pies nigga An keep a big booty chick on da side nigga Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down fa my G's (HOL' UP) [Chip Tha Ripper:] Call me da fuckin whip I make a fuckin grip I take deez hoes an dingaling I didn't even wanna take a trip I get dat money baby I'on need no wallet Shhit my money barely fit n side of my little pockets My shades skin an pradas I fuckin thin an got us You put up a shot an I will block it call me BEN WALLACE My jeans scream yea I walk around with a bundle You see my candy whip drippin n jolly rancha puddles (yea) I call my nigga shh fa da high dro Dope fiends walk past you will knock on my do' I do wat I does I does wat I do Call me grenade man man curplunk I blew [Akon:] So throw yo hands n da sky nigga If you a hustler ride n do a die nigga Gettin dat money flippin pies nigga An keep a big booty chick on da side nigga Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down fa my G's (HOL' UP) So throw yo hands n da sky nigga If you a hustler ride n do a die nigga Gettin dat money flippin pies nigga An keep a big booty chick on da side nigga Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down fa my G's (HOL' UP)