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Krizz Kaliko

Get Chose

 

Get Chose

(álbum: Legend - 2020)


(You know you want me)
I'm on the label, back poppin like the start of the millennium
Mixin up my greens with the proteins and blending em
Antennas at attention If they jumpin I ain't flinchin not to mention ring camera keep the wife and kids in
I feel like I'm ripped but a fat dude
Bunch-a-lunch meat wantin sweets eatin cat food
Same thing Wash rinse repeat with an attitude,
Bling bling cause I sing, should have some gratitude
All jokes aside We are tryna to get laid that's why we buy a ride, like a Lambo
Drunk white girls are the best breast pressed on Sambo
So be hiding in the hood like I'm nigga Camo
I see your big O ass I'm on details What is your credit score baby how are yo feet smell
They telling stories in the store you just retail
They lookin whorish betta strap up like a seatbelt, ooh

I'm freakin out Yep I'm freakin out
Fah-I'm steppin out errthang poppin out AHA-Ha, I got a mixtape droppin now, ya ain't buyin if-a tittay ain't fallin out
Nah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Nah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Nah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Nah we are, we all
Tryin ta get chose

Painted fingernails like we feminine Wades kids outweigh us is one of us it's 10 of them
I ain't got a heaven ta sit em in,
The sin of men an option, hear em knockin then let em in
I guess the streets possa be paved with gold I guess this fee possa savin my soul
I trust my pastor she let me ask her We gettin raptured up den why we need the casket shut
That ain't my son but Money Shut the bastard up I ain't ask ta cut but I'm the last one that al pass it up
Squeeze that fat in the fashionova I'll gas you up
The package look immaculate,
Ya cash is for the nip and tuck
It's a lifestyle, it's my wife's style Yoga pants, a new TikTok dance
Need likes to see dat they don't really love us You blow your mind out to find out Dey ain't choosin none of us Oooh

I need to believe
I needju ta breathe
If you see through it and leave
You won't be choosin me
Watch out
Nah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Nah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Yeah you are, you are
Tryin ta get chose
Yeah we are, we all
Tryin ta get get get get
(Everybody wanna be the chosen God's people)

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