| 808 Mafia
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| Yo
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| What the fuck is up, man?
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| You already know this Dreezy, we back in this bitch
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| And niggas askin' me stupid shit like who my competition
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| Ain’t no fuckin' competition
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| Y’all in 2018, we in 2020, man, y’all ain’t on shit
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| Shout out my nigga Southside
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| That bitch is gon' have to come with it, for real
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| I ain’t even fuckin' around no more, look
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| Pull in Neiman Marcus right before I spark it
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| Let the valet park it then I hit Chanel (Foreigns)
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| LA regardless, all my haters garbage
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| And they shop at Target or they findin' sales (Bums)
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| I’m the new wave, fuck what you say
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| Got the cross on me like dulce (Uh-huh)
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| I keep a nigga with the deuce-deuce
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| Every hundred on me got a blue face (Blue face)
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| Bring the AC with the AP (Burr)
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| The type of bitch a nigga can’t keep
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| Got the top down, sittin' waist deep
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| I’m like, «Can you see me?"They like, «HD"(You see me, ho)
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| Bad bitches who I fuck with
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| The rest, I wouldn’t put shit past 'em (At all)
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| Used to want to be a good girl
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| Now I’m finessin' niggas like a rich pastor
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| First check I got was like 50K
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| Went and cashed it out and just laid in it (Laid in it)
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| I don’t care where you roll spliffs
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| We just dump the ashes, let the maid get it (Ayy, clean that shit up)
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| Made a name but ain’t chase the fame
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| Bitches trade respect for a paid gimmick (Fake ass ho)
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| They sent for me so I came with it
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| Competition feelin' like a game scrimmage (I'm winnin')
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| I’m up before the cock-a-doodle-doo
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| At night I make it rain like chicken noodle soup
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| Got your nigga jumpin' through the hula hoops
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| He gave me top at 2, I told him toodle-loo (Bye-bye)
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| Niggas cappin'' like they really in the booth
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| But they just doin' somethin' 'cause it’s cool to do
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| Heir to the two, shit old to me, it’s probably new to you
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| I ain’t goin' back to what I used to do (Never)
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| Bitches hatin' on me in an Uber Pool (Bum)
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| Fuck a nigga, man, I’m super cool
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| Brought my sis to LA on a Friday
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| Monday, she was like, «I flew to school»
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| They know she my sister so she cool in school
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| Gettin' money like a Jewish dude
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| Niggas switchin' colors like a Rubix Cube
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| All these bitches switchin', I’m like, «Who is who?"(Who the fuck is these
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| bitches?)
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| Mani pedi, meet me at the Bevy
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| When we throw money, shit look like confetti (Money)
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| Shooters hangin' with me out the Chevy
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| White girl rollin' doobies like she Lil' Debby (Ayy, roll that shit)
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| Lost a legend, RIP to G-Dot
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| Smokin' like a teapot, I can’t wait to rerock (My bitch)
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| Got a ticket with me like a kiosk
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| Ballin' like a bitchyotch, flier than a peacock
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| And I’m ready for bitches to diss me (Yeah)
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| Got that new-new, I ain’t talkin' Nipsey (Yeah)
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| Takin' shots, you was already tipsy (Pussy)
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| Still finessin' the game like a gypsy
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| Still rockin' Timberlands like I’m Missy (I be rockin' that shit)
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| It get sweet, bro pull up with that glizzy
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| Pockets on full but my feelings is empty (No hard feelings) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chicken Noodle Soup , by - Dreezy. Song from the album Big Dreez, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп