Lyrics Chipper Jones 3 - Joey Fatts

Chipper Jones 3

Started off hustling
Ended up balling
Made it in this rapping, but the fiends keep calling
Put my squad on the map and we goin' get money regardless
Cause niggas pushing packs like a UPS call in, no ____
My niggas authentic
Bad bitch guaranteed whipping it
If not than I know she with it
Cause you run the building you niggas be tenants
Used to stash work up in that Civic, now I’m on tour fucking bitches
Mami used to slave up in that kitchen, now we eating off a sentence
To get that work I need a calling card
Hola, cómo estás papi?
I need that pack, I got the guap papi
Imma meet your ass at the dock papi
Big white brick like Jeremy Shockey
In the trap house in ____
Then fuck the bitch like Katrina, my fiends need FEMAs
Been driving in buckets, my momma need Beamers
So I go hard, I do this for my fam and my squad
Trying to have my niggas living large
Gotta choppa in the car like Rick Ross
Bet this hundred shots get a nigga lost
Move my own work don’t need a boss
Pushing 36 like Bettis
Young niggas 'bout that lettuce
And I keep that weapon, you can me catch on the 7 with the felons
Game