| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Wheezy Beats
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| I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep
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| I been travelin' with the 'chete like lil' savage wit' me
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| Last night I had a 15, it was 12, on me
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| Tryin' to get rid of me but I won’t go
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| Favorite noise is when we sexing
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| Baby, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-oooh-oh-oooh (Mmm)
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| Put a lear inside the sky, hunnid thousand some feet
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| (Thousand some feet)
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| Chrome hearts covering my eyes, Yeezy boosts on my feet
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| (Boosts on my feet)
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| We get high fly through the clouds, I’m as high as can be
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| (High as can be)
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| Forgiatos on my ride, gettin' that money like Meech
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| (Money like Meech)
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| Diamonds all under my chin, you gon' know these VVs
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| (Know these VVs)
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| I been cashin' out on drip, this Supreme Louis V
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| (Supreme Louis V)
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| I just popped another pill, pour that lean in the peach
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| (Lean in the peach)
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| Hope my cousin get his appeal, make it back to these streets
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| Floatin' through the atmosphere, I am out of your reach
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| (Out of your reach)
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| I ain’t have to sign no deals, still got hunnids on me
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| (Hunnids on me)
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| Coupe with 24 inch rims on that «Big Bentley B»
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| Run inside the crib, treat this bitch like a suite
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| I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep
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| I keep stackin' all these backends, keep my bitches on fleek
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| Last night, I had a 15, so there was 12 on me
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| Now-ooh-ooh, bring the love right back, yeah
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| Got million off a bando, ooh
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| I got the team racks now, ooh
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| I’m tired of riskin' my soul
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| Plain jane, on a bust down
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| Rep the set, I’m gon' get down
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| I make sure you wake up like a Bachelorette
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| Sprinter or tour bus, we got used to that
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| Nappin' on a jet, 'cause we barely rest
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| Plain Jane AP, I put ice in that
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| Probably on X and that angel dust
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| I got a little coke, what you want, but you gotta use your nose
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| Light brown diamonds on my wrist like Corona
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| I hopped on the jet with a stick, we big as the law when we rich
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| My pilots are doin' the dash, I be getting jet lash
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| I put the tint on the tag, I don’t do the clearance tags
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| Won’t wear the same thing, I’m a brat
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| I ran up this money, don’t lack
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| I’m tired of the backstabs, put that dick in her abs like
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| Oooooh (Wheezy Beats)
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| Won’t you bring on my lovin' back here
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| You-you see that ho? |
| you better not fall in love with me
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| Ain’t got a caution tape, 'round all this hole baby girl
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| You better not fall in love with me
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| I’m runnin' back just how she backflips
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| Oh baby, I know she back there lookin' like
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| Ooh-ooh-oooooooh
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| Do not fall in love with me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chains Choking Me , by - Young Thug. Song from the album Slime Language, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп