Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chain Music, artist - Wale. Date of issue: 27.10.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chain Music |
| DMV up, roll up and kick my feet up |
| This shit was for a ticket, man -- I call that shit that free lunch |
| I tell a ho to speed up |
| She slow and she can keep up |
| We know we always out |
| But somehow they would never see us |
| Keep a gold chain, hoes changed, I didn’t |
| They say that karats help your vision |
| But somehow it made them listen |
| No this ain’t silver, this is my dilemma |
| Arrogant when I finish |
| I came from humble beginnings |
| So it’s nothing to finish |
| I put my hundred percent in |
| Put my pride in the pen, cuh |
| And modify your opinion |
| Trying to give them light and a message |
| But you rather have some fucking V.V.S.'s |
| She said I’m charming and I meant it |
| But she was talking about my pendant |
| I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains |
| Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything |
| Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains |
| Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday |
| (Work) Now them broads gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| (Work) Silly bitches gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| (Work) Now them broads gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| (Work) Silly bitches gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| Geechi on 'em |
| Straight geechi on 'em |
| You talking greasy |
| Best believe they gon' see it, darling |
| Geechi on 'em |
| Straight geechi on 'em |
| Let’s keep it G, nobody see you when you being humble |
| Look, she so stingy with vagina |
| But why it open when them niggas get to shining? |
| I was hoping you would notice where my mind at |
| Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn’t find it |
| Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame’s do it |
| You chained to it, your brain has been way too influenced |
| I been dope, cold nigga for sure nigga |
| But where I’m from there ain’t no love for no broke nigga |
| She seen that geechi shit, ain’t been to church since |
| Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix |
| Lord Lord forgive us, personalities clash |
| And my license is suspended, so I hide it |
| I don’t spend it, did I get y’all attention? |
| She can’t escape the chain, shoutout to Mrs. Tubman |
| Shoutout to Maybach Music, my logic is getting money |
| Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it |
| Shady flow: Johnny Cage, chain flow: Johnny Dang |
| Ben Baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang |
| I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga |
| So who that chain change? |
| It ain’t both of us nigga |
| I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains |
| And now these geechi motherfuckers all know my name |
| Geechi on her, came back: a million chains |
| I see these geechi motherfuckers all know my name |
| (Work) Broads gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| (Work) Bet this niggas gon' follow |
| (Chain so big, can’t pop my collar) |
| Gettin' geechi on 'em |
| Straight geechi on 'em |
| You saw best believe they gon' see it, homie |
| Geechi on 'em |
| Straight geechi on 'em |
| Let’s keep it G, nobody see you when you being humble |
| (Work) Broads gon' follow |
| Holla |
| (Work) Silly niggas gon' follow |
| Bitch |
| Broads gon' follow |