Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chicken Soup, artist - Lil Tracy. Album song Designer Talk 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TORESHI
Song language: English
Chicken Soup |
| Mm, mm, uh |
| Yeah, ayy |
| Go to the- while I’m doin' that, like start over |
| (Aloy, you know how the kid play) |
| Money make the world go round, yeah (Go 'round) |
| I just wanna be rich and make my mama so proud, yeah |
| Hot like chicken soup, oh, you want a bowl now? |
| Panoramic roof, open it, let the smoke out |
| You can only glance at these diamonds, they hit too hard |
| Thousand dollar pants, so just guess how much the shoes are |
| I can’t shake your hand because I don’t know who you are (Who you are) |
| Hope you understand that I came too far (Too far) |
| Why these niggas feel some type of way? |
| (Why?) |
| I think it’s all these racks that we be blowing in they face |
| Fendi on my shoe, I think I got expensive taste (Yeah) |
| All my hundreds blue, my hoes keep makeup on their face (Let go, let go) |
| Kiki, do you love me? |
| (Hold up) |
| I don’t care, it’s not bitches over money |
| Life ain’t easy, so don’t judge me |
| Okay, I got it out the mud, now I’m a hundred bands up, yeah |
| If you fucked my bitch, then I’ma thank you 'cause that ho ain’t shit |
| I was fuckin' her friend, anyway, you know niggas ain’t shit |
| Ferragamo briefs 'round my waist, I got designer dick |
| Hundred-twenty down the freeway, I’m on some rock star shit |
| Money make the world go round, yeah (Go 'round) |
| I just wanna be rich and make my mama so proud, yeah |
| Hot like chicken soup, oh, you want a bowl now? |
| Panoramic roof, open it, let the smoke out |
| You can only glance at these diamonds, they hit too hard |
| Thousand dollar pants, so just guess how much the shoes are |
| I can’t shake your hand because I don’t know who you are (Who you are) |
| Hope you understand that I came too far (Too far, bang) |
| It’s Sosa, baby (Bang) |
| Hit you? |
| You crazy (Huh?) |
| Do I like you? |
| Maybe (No) |
| Money tall like KD |
| Backyard like LaVine’s (Yeah) |
| And I’m smokin' on good green (Yeah) |
| Blue cheese and broccoli (Yeah) |
| No, it ain’t no stoppin' me (Bang) |
| Kick the door down, fuck yo' key (Fuck yo' key) |
| Came to my house lookin' for some dick |
| Like she went to the dope man for some weed (Weed) |
| Pull the wide body up like E (E) |
| Cameras at the house, lil' nigga, say «Cheese» |
| Said she wanna link with me, say, «Please» |
| Cookin' dope in the lab like Breaking Bad (Ah) |
| I’m up in the hood, might make him mad (Huh), ayy |
| Bitch, you don’t love me, take it back (No) |
| Bitch, you don’t love me, take it back (No) |
| No, no, no more fakers there (No) |
| Money make the world go round, yeah (Go 'round) |
| I just wanna be rich and make my mama so proud, yeah (Uh, oh) |
| Hot like chicken soup, oh, you want a bowl now? |
| (Uh) |
| Panoramic roof, open it, let the smoke out (Oh, oh) |
| You can only glance at these diamonds, they hit too hard (Bling, bling, bling) |
| Thousand dollar pants, so just guess how much the shoes are (Bling) |
| I can’t shake your hand because I don’t know who you are (Bling, who you are, |
| no) |
| Hope you understand that I came too far (No, no, too far) |
| Uh, uh, uh (Aloy) |
| (You know how the kid play) |
| Uh, uh (IanoBeatz) |