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Chief Keef

In The Stu

 

In The Stu

(álbum: Nobody (Part II) - 2015)


(Why you just ditching?)
I'm, I'm due the studio, let me work goofy, bye man, damn
Bitch, you acting like you slow
(Wha What? What are you doing?)
(Why is it dark?)

Bitch, I'm in the stu
I'm working, I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti
Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fucking rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles

I need a bitch that gone come through, give me dumb throat
I kicked her out, she thought she wasn't a thot, but she's a dumb hoe
My niggas get them guns, we coming through shooting like Rambo
I come through with this cake and they wrestling like Rhino
Pull up in that red Beamer, they looking like I'm Domo
What I see, a bunch of hating niggas and a bunch fine hoes
I pull up on a skurrt skurrt skurrt like "get in my car, hoe"
She gon' go go what I do, always grinding Tony Hawk, hoe

Bitch, I'm in the stu
I'm working, I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti
Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fucking rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles

They like who the fuck Sosa think he is, he think he Ginobli
I got five kids and five rings like Kobe
I was riding smoking dope, then woo-woo them police
I'm eating good, 'member when I was so boney
We are getting money, niggas swear that you act so phoney
I ain't going nowhere, baby girl, so please don't sleep on me
I got my forty, I got my homies
Them be my brodies, I mean my GLOdies
And they some gloyalty
Niggas ain't loyal, niggas no loyalty

Bitch, I'm in the stu
I'm working, I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti
Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fucking rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles

feito

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