Showing posts with label Chubby Jag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chubby Jag. Show all posts
K-Boy - Drop It Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chubby Jag)
Artist
Chubby Jag,
K-Boy
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'Drop It' Lyrics - K-Boy (Ft. Chubby Jag)
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[Hook]
Club all packed, everybody geekin
Fin to turn it up and we do it every weekend
Kush in the air, everybody high
Bottles stay popping look like 4th of july
And let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Go ahead and, drop it to the beat girl
Now let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Bang it up, back it up and drop it to the beat girl
Yeah, more wet bottles to the neck
The ratchets over there, but the models to the left
The killers in the cut, fly niggas throwing racks
Lil mama in them tights, got an ass so fat,
Damn, she got a nigga on
2 thick, wonder how she got them leggers on
Took her to the bar, 2 shots of patron
Seen the homie chubby all up on the bad redbone
Oh, I know I’m gonna take it down
Nigga faded, I’m tryina get her naked now
Bag full of kush, told the bitch to break it down
Weed everywhere, like we just came from jamaica town
Yeah, you niggas know what the deal is
Hide your bitch when we on in the building
The hoe trash but this bitch bad
And go and drop that ass like you working for some cash
[Hook]
Club all packed, everybody geekin
Fin to turn it up and we do it every weekend
Kush in the air, everybody high
Bottles stay popping look like 4th of july
And let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Go ahead and, drop it to the beat girl
Now let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Bang it up, back it up and drop it to the beat girl
Sick boy, she know I’m the shit boy
Tell her whole deuces, yeah, she know I’m legit boy
Flat tie polo, got her calling me rich boy
Got me fin to hit, these chickens be on my dick boy
Chubby, yeah, about 30 on the wrist now
Nigga money going up, hoes get down
Turn from the henny got my mind on the piff now
Hustle man, know I got the blind on the chris brown
Chubby nigga fin to leave, I’m just breezin through
Bad bitch turn around, say she leaving too
I see her ass whole waist, got the muscle up
Bubble butt, make it bring it back twice, double up
You bring the hoes out, is what they hit me for
2 last bows, never rode a stick before
Smoke out in the back, getting burnt now
You know the model, turning up till they turn down, chubby!
[Hook]
Club all packed, everybody geekin
Fin to turn it up and we do it every weekend
Kush in the air, everybody high
Bottles stay popping look like 4th of july
And let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Go ahead and, drop it to the beat girl
Now let see you, drop it to the beat girl
Bang it up, back it up and drop it to the beat girl.
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Saturday, January 12, 2013 |
Cassidy - Shaq And Penny Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chubby Jag)
Artist
Cassidy,
Chubby Jag
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Y’already know huh
Flyest fat niggas you know
Chubby, Lost and Found, T Dot what happenin’?
Let ‘em know
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
Ok, Chubby Jag on that new shit
Homie true shit, I’m too sick
I’m on point like a tooth pick
If there’s beef you can call me Ruth Chris
Ha, yellow stones with the blue mix
Whole rack for my new kicks
Station wagon my old ho
That new Jag is my new bitch
I’m ridin’ ‘round and get lil brain
Cuz I’m walkin’ ‘round like I’m too flamed
Got me in the leave with a new game
So just fall back, you too lame
My kick game so sick at home
I’m walkin’ ‘round like Liu Kang
It’s my, I spend it
I’m walkin’ ‘round like 2 Chainz
Real nigga you starin’ at
Can’t beat me with no fake look
A thousand hoes wanna fuck subby
They like a nigga, no Facebook
On the taker just one time
So we lookin’ out for the one time
Cold kid, I got dumb lines
I’m eatin’ up like it’s lunch time
Hustle hard like it’s crunch time
My new song, made a theme on it
New strap, got a beam on it
Purple juice, I lean on it
Any nigga wanna say somethin’
You best believe that I’m callin’ out
Getting work off like I’m callin’ out
Shaw and Penny, we ballin’ out
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
Purple lean, I’m juiced up
Purple haze, great good stuff
I’m with this chick that I scooped up
I’m fuckin’ and chuckin’ the dudes up
I’m in the coup with the roof up
Cuz I’m too stuck and my eyes red
Before my bred, I clap gats and that snap back when you guys here
You’d better listen to what I said
When I talk, all ears
I push the rock like Rondo
But shoot shots like Paul Pearce
I’m on my job all year
My diamonds break cuz the rhymes are right
I’m tryna write, I’m kinda short
Spendin’ all my money, I’m buyin’ ‘em high
When I’m on the mike I’m kinda nice
So I’mma blow like dynamite
Her vagina tight, I’m a pimper man
Chicks like me, no Instagram
I’ve been the man, ain’t shit switched
And I get chicks, they lick dick
I’m a twit pick the swallower and show it to all my followers
That’s the way your baller play
Jag shakin’, I’m hard away
Gucci belt and some skinnies on
Polo shirt and some panties on
I’ma spend til the Benji’s gone
Don’t you ever compare me to them
I’m so fly and I’m so high
My eyes lookin’ like Jeremy Lynn
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny
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Monday, July 16, 2012 |
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