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Showing posts with label King Chip. Show all posts
Casey Veggies - Lipstick on the Blunt Lyrics and Video (Ft. King Chip)
Artist
Casey Veggies,
King Chip
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'Lipstick on the Blunt' Lyrics - Casey Veggies Ft. King Chip
Here is Lipstick on the Blunt Lyrics by Casey Veggies Ft. King Chip
Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
Haters can' afford to be goin' where we go
We on the top floor, just me and these hoes
Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
Shit, we wouldn't know
Baby girl cold yet she always stay hot
Lil' mama fresh, everyday she extra fly
Lil' shorty bad, she make all the bitches mad
Light skin chick with a dark skin swag
Lil' mama cold, yeah she get my vote
Not only is she bad but she got the convo
We should get in jacuzzis smokin' less than time blow
Told her dig in the movie that's the perfect combo
Got the molly with the lean and the weed in this ho
You not late if you've never seen this before
Hotel room, hella cheese on the floor
Ass so fat can't breathe in this ho
We up in New York and I'm feelin' like Cam
Me and two bitches in NY goin' HAM
Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor
If a nigga was hatin', shit we wouldn't know
We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin', shit we wouldn't know
We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin', shit we wouldn't know
We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin', shit we wouldn't know
We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin', shit we wouldn't know
Yeah, what it is? I'm on the scene
Me and Chip in the Vette lookin' hella clean
From the fit to my whip this my newest 'zine
New swagger, hoes hit radder
Livin' life backwards, grew up kinda faster
My homie was a bastard, my girl was a track star
My nigga was a gangsta, why you tryin' act hard?
My life Anita Baker, caught up in the rapture
But tonight I'll let it go girl, I'm poppin' Patron
Gettin' dough on the low don't let nobody know
If they hatin' on us, you wouldn't know
If it don't feel right, I wouldn't go
Baby girl I'm at the crib, you could come through
You know that I'mma run through
Give your ass a run through, you can't let it go now
Tell me what you gonna do, I'm doin' what I'm supposed to
Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
Haters can' afford to be goin' where we go
We on the top floor, just me and these hoes
Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
If a nigga was hatin' we wouldn't know
Shit, we wouldn't know
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Sunday, July 20, 2014 |
King Chip - Stoner (Remix) Lyrics and Video
Artist
King Chip
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'Stoner (Remix)' Lyrics - King Chip
Here is Stoner (Remix) Lyrics by King Chip
(Hook)
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a motherfuckin’ stoner
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss
I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss
Just like a f- boss, just like a
(Verse)
Bitch I just saw yo text,
I had no reception for the last few days in Malibu
I’m chillin while I’m rappin
And she wanna go out to lunch
Nah, that’s out the question
Less you crowned a king first, on sight, no second guessing
Guess what, King Chip never did gave no fuck
Nigga better know month what it is
After a nigga done fucked that bitch
You keep that hoe, I don’t want that bitch
All my hoes got hoes
And they bout it all, don’t run with lames
Nigga I’m eatin for the sport, these my hunger games
Bitch, I make you haters like crap tree
Bitch ass nigga when you talk that shit it’s gon get far from classy
Bitch, I make you haters like crap tree
Bitch ass nigga when you talk that shit it will not make it past me
She drunk textin’ ’bout what
She gon’ do when she see me
I’m gon’ have that magnum
Because yeah I learned from Eazy-E
Now I’m ’bout to help
Some Cleveland niggas like I’m Eazy-E
She get pleasure from pleasin’ me
Tell that bitch to bring the tree
King Chip
(Hook)
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a motherfuckin’ stoner
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss
I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss
Just like a f- boss, just like a
(Interlude)
Nigga I’ve been holdin this blunt this whole verse nigga
Yea so uh…
Nigga smoking these back woods, nigga chillin
Clevelafornia on the way bitch ass nigga
King Chip
(Verse)
Every time I walk inside the club I see everybody looking
You know I’m a stoner I love drugs and I can’t never be tooken
And you can suck my banana, but I won’t eat your pudding
So come a lil closer, my bitch won’t know ya
Andalé andalé andalé
How the fuck a nigga think he gone survive on a YSL runway (How fool?)
My glasses are metro no blood off your chest
I control ya ho like net and flex
Your bitch at my dinner she wet like a fish
I took off her three legs, T-Rex
(Hook)
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner, I’m a stoner
I’m a motherfuckin’ stoner
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss
I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss
Just like a f- boss, just like a
(Outro)
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel just like
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Monday, February 10, 2014 |
King Chip - Go 'Head Lyrics and Video
Artist
King Chip
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'Go 'Head' Lyrics - King Chip
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Go go go go
Can you look yourself in the mirror with all t hat make-up that ain’t you
.. drop that ass is you what me and my niggas is tryin’ to do
Yeah I ain’t starting from the swaggin’ taking them hoes and ..
Out your boyfriend get my number,
Can’t my nigga just call my phone
Bitch I tell em I’m way too older might take 9 so ain’t no hope
Bitch better tell em is here gonna blow em free come here when ??
It’s all for sure
Nigga just hope you’ll check the silver back on real on top of that ..
Got your bitch and out your .. my niggas here yeah
I’m here to go
Hook:
Go go go, go go, tell the bitch to go go go go
We go ‘head to go, we go ‘head to go
We go ‘head to go, we go ‘head to go
I can’t wait to see what I ain’t seen before
Go go, I can’t wait to feel what I ain’t felt before
You know I got this paper you already know
You know I got this paper, girl go here to go
I’m ballin like I gotta .. to the deal
These other know about ?? won’t save .. nigga that’s all for real
No need no iPhone footage
Just go right there for everybody
Thousands game let out young niggas like everybody
Nigga I smack everybody, now one nigga young snoopy
I just found my mind but I been hoping to lose it
There’s some hoes in this club, sexy and homie is f*ck
If she roll in the butt, for sure wanna f*ck
And she keep going, dropping down underneath the ground
When I hit em from the back she love that sound,
do a nigga town, love that p**sy down
I could never save no chick, deep in .. she is that shit,
Bitch must stop never heard that chick
Bitch must not never heard that ..
About your mouth gonna save her more shit
You’re a nigga shit top the every .. she my group she on my dick
She can clean and hold my click
Now she’s going ‘head and she got two freak hoes
She pay attention .. and nigga that ..
Just go sick and go
Hook:
Go go go, go go, go go go go
We go ‘head to go, we go ‘head to go
We go ‘head to go, we go ‘head to go
I can’t wait to see what I ain’t seen before
Go go, I can’t wait to feel what I ain’t felt before
You know I got this paper you already know
You know I got this paper, girl go here to go
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Tuesday, January 07, 2014 |
King Chip - Cherish The Day Lyrics and Video (Ft. Domo Genesis)
Artist
Domo Genesis,
King Chip
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(Cherish the day)
24/7, I’m coachelin in heaven
Heaven is what you make it
Some earn and some take it
Keepin it real, no fake it til you make it, that’s some hoe shit
Don’t listen to all advice cuz most niggas don’t know shit
Well look my nigga (Cherish the day)
Shout out to all my fam doin the best they can
Don’t settle for less my nigga, just come up with a better plan
Don’t be too quick to call these new niggas yo friends
On a roll and this one hope it don’t take me up out the solar system
All against em, have no future, they best to born with em
Please don’t step on these mic cuz they ain’t available yet
We ever so fresh, tell these reckless hood niggas that’s ready for death
That’s right we (Cherish the day)
We leaders like Nas and Damien Marley
Aim to be wise and stop putting all that poison in my body
I swear I’m on that shit like right after this party
So ready, set, go, we spoke to the people
We told em that all go up where like we go
I’m down with the plus sign, nigga fuck evil
Consecutive blunts smoking til I PO
Take it slow, that’s how I (Cherish the day)
(Cherish the day)
It’s like I hustle so hard to keep lunch on the table
All this hard work and this is how they fuckin repay you
Compared to what? These niggas suck
How the fuck if the play you? You think you lucky but you drunk
Getting fucked by yo label, got the mentality
Never had shit to prove, so in turn it ain’t shit lose (Cherish the day)
Be that follower shit from fools, me I’m burning the book of rules
Want moves? Get you bruised by young dudes with 22’s
Weak dudes, so confused, play it cool, you get to choose
I ain’t no slave but I’m out here in the field, nigga
If I get killed today at least I went a real nigga
But I ain’t planning on leaving, my seat back and I’m chiefin
I sleep after I’m breathing, I bleed rap for a reason
I tried to tell these niggas about my prophecy (Cherish the day)
All inked out, now these niggas wanna copy me
Thoughts came out when I thought I had a lobotomy
Honestly only policy, mobbing deep, work the prodigy
Shook niggas, fuck is you talkin? It ain’t no stopping me
Morphine flow, it’s like I’m spittin out some policies
Ain’t a nigga allowed to speak? How is hot as me?
I kick the rap game in the face, say no apologies
(Cherish the day) (x4)
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Sunday, December 22, 2013 |
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