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Chief Keef

War

 

War

(album: The Leek, Vol. 1 - 2015)


[Hook:]
Don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war, don't want war, want war

[Bridge:]
Nigga fuck your mama, she should've wore a condom
Pull up in that 'Rari, burning off this rubber
Nigga fuck yo mama, she should've wore a condom
Pull up in that 'Rari, burning off this rubber
Nigga fuck yo mama, she should've wore a condom
Pull up in that 'Rari, burning off this rubber
Pussy boy don't want war, don't want war, want war
Pull up on you
Boy don't want it
Pussy boy, pussy boy, pussy boy, pussy

[Verse:]
Nigga fuck your mama, she should've wore a condom
Pull up in that 'Rari, burning off this rubber
Niggas undercover so you know I can't trust them
I be smoking earth boy, you be smoking bubba
The bitch like Benihana's, took that bitch to McDonald's
I got plenty condoms and I got plenty commas
If you want some beef boy, I won't be your farmer
I might be your father, ball like Penny Hardaway
Judge trying to lock me up, cause my pee look darker
But that ain't gonna solve nothing weed solve my problems
Guns for my armor, nigga fuck security
Out the cut like barbers, got niggas Forest Gumping
Smoking on this Compton, but bitch I'm in Chiraq
Where if you disrespect me at, bitch that's where you die at
All these fucking lab rats, now I got my mouse trap
Niggas wanna fake kick, wanna know where my house at
That life I ain't bout, I'm 'bout pushing scalps back
Pull up on yo block bitch, let my niggas out that
Foreign car, Clout that, I'm high off this Tooka pack
I'm high off this Aiki pack, I'm high off this Tu-Tu pack
Smoking on that Jay Loud, smoking on that FatHead
Run up on 46, leave a nigga flat dead
Shoot a 47, flying off like batman
Boy I got a bag bitch, put that bag on that head
I'm high off this Chief Keef, got me feeling superman
That bitch called called Chief Keef G, bitch I'm not no MuBu man
All these damn friendemies, I'm a call up PooPoo man
I got niggas in these street they fuck around and do you, man
I'm rich hallelujah man, still got my toolie man
Fuck with me I'll fuck around an screw your mans
Flexing like a ruler shoot at your medulla man
And get your bitch, she wanna suck my dick, I knew it man

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Come down your block like thunder, thunder, thunder
I just bought ten guns and ten pounds in ten months
Come through dunking shit, Kevin Durant Lebron-ing
But you like to Twitter beef, pussy how you warring?
Pussy how you warring?
Pussy how you warring?
Pussy how you warring?
Pussy how you warring?
How you warring?

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