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Chief Keef - Yes Sir (Official Visualizer)
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Chief Keef
Chief Keef
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Neek
Neek
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Stuntman Beatz
Stuntman Beatz
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No sir, no sir, no sir New Maybach but I ain't got a chauffeur I'm in it for the bread, put you in a toaster Ayy, yes sir Got a lil' older, was a young flexer (gang) You know it's a go 'cause, bitch, my jacket checkered Poppin' one pill, but it's a double-decker Duh-duh-duh, ayy Yes sir, I ain't talkin' schools, but I'm waitin' on a transfer Send the pussy boy to meet my ancestors Pulled up on the block, it's hot, flamin' Chesters Ayy, yes sir I just flew a bitch in from Manchester They took me to jail, I shoulda smacked the arrestor Hop out the car, flexin' like Silvester Ayy, ayy No sir, bitch just pulled up in i8 Roaster Track cost too much, told that bitch, "No, sir" Ain't no fuckin' cryin' on my fuckin' shoulder Hundred dollar steak and I don't like the texture You can die today, just scratch out yester' Diamonds on my ring, money like a wrestler Tipped the waiter good, it was a good gesture Is your whip bulletproof? I'll be the tester Test that shit out like a damn semester Walked up in the club, had to change the weather Put that bitch out, she probably seekin' shelter They asked me what I want, I said, "I want forever" Bitch keep callin' the phone, I had to send her an error Said, "I'm gon' call you back" but I can't remember I want two bitches, who number one contender? Baby, tell me what I can do to make it better Ice got me shiverin' and I'm wearin' a sweater Walkin' on the P's and gettin' G's vector Chief So' will put you on a shirt, yes sir Ayy, no sir Back seemin' farther but I'm gettin' closer He'll kill his mama for a lil' exposure And he left her body where the fuckin' crows were Ayy, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes sir, yes sir Yes sir She be tryna smoke and every time I be big worm Heart cold as heart burn She tryna see what terms we on, I start talkin' outta turn She came to give me brain, but I can't even learn Did it while I'm drivin', I can't even turn Lawyer so good, I buy him a law firm Every time he beat the case, well done Woo, yes sir Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir We'll put you on a stretcher This bitch five thousand, no crying on my sweater She want some green to buy a purse That bitch 60 thousand, stupid bitch, you got nerve Sent a couple shots, the last one was back burnt Ain't learned by now, the dumbass would never learn I was trappin' and folks decided to commit a murder Tryna rob the trapper? Stupid bitch, don't get murdered Seen my penmanship on a bitch, you need some cursive All these niggas be jelly, I think it's preservatives Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir This shit is real confidential, sir Oh, you puttin' out our business? We gon' come and get you, sir Have your people tellin' the news that you had potential, sir You a goofy, you get used like a utensil, sir Get your old ass shot with this new pistol, sir Smokin' dope up in the telly fuck the incidental, sir And this Lambo' mines, no, it's not rental, sir On my way to get the money 'cause it's essential, sir Thought that you could stop me, well, why didn't you, sir? Check my fuckin' facecard, check my credentials, sir I might pull up in a Bentley Continental, sir Best shit I ever wrote, this shit monumental, sir But I didn't write that shit, they like, "Why didn't you, sir?" How the fuck you havin' all that shit up in you, sir? Got a AK the same height as Kendall, sir I'm a dog, so that bitch want my in a kennel, sir Runnin' to you in the club, it's coincidental, sir Yes sir, yes sir Yes sir, yes, yes Yes sir, yes sir Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Keith Cozart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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