Azealia Banks
Azealia Banks - Chi Chi songtekst
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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