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Ay, ay, ay P-P on the beat I got it all, the fuckin' dribble, ay I sort of laugh, know your riddle Sosa on the beat Your bitch got that wet, wet, my gun got that wet, wet But when she let me fuck up in the car, now my seats is wet, wet I'm off the drank, wet, wet, your dope smell like a wet pack She said she wanna smoke with we, bitch, you should've said that She said that she gotta pee, I'm like bitch you should've said that She said she been said that, I said I ain't hear that I was smoking the loudest loud but I'm always ready You be smokin' on that shit, that shit that give you a headache Who come here? You come here Ooh come here, pistol to your ear Booze what you sip, lean what I sip Water what I drink, can't mean all I get Pull up on a strip, that thing on my hip The police pull me over like it's weed on my lip Johnny called me up, he said he pee'd on my wrist Yo' bitch call me mad, she said she bleached all my gear My daughter called me mad, she said she gon' eat all my chips These niggas always mad, they wanna eat all my dip The opps always mad, they say Chief Keef ain't blowin' shit Until I come through blastin' like the heat, I ain't doin' shit I am Sosa Wilt Chamberlain, blunts just flamin' Rocks just blingin', phone just ringin' I'ma no belt rockin', no sock rockin' Pull up show stopper, you know how I'm rockin' I came in the game man, and you know I change it Sosa, what's your language? Bitch, I speak them acres Favourite team the Lakers, favourite team the Bulls Wanna put up your paper? I'm like okay cool My favourite player Butler, and I got a butler Gotta number 40, my 40 a fuck ya My favourite player Rose, ay, money on him, let's go We be on that bullshit, we from Chicago And my favourite player Kobe, you be holy moly That mean you be with police When it's cold outside I got on no tee Mean that I can hold it, hold it underwater Pull up on your daughter, I'm a shark up in the water I remember buying quarters, now I'm at a P When it come to your bitch, I gotta add a Keef Come out the cut like Snell, I gotta add a three Don't give a fuck how you feel I gotta add a T Ay, I'm Sosa Wilt Chamberlain, blunts just flamin' Rocks just blingin', phone just ringin' I'ma no belt rockin', no sock rockin' Pull up show stopper, you know how I'm rockin' I came in the game man, and you know I change it Sosa, what's your language? Bitch, I speak them acres Favourite team the Lakers, favourite team the Bulls Wanna put up your paper? I'm like okay cool
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Dp Beats Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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