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lirik lagu “chachi” – chachi

[verse 1 ]
it’s a td when i catch it and flip it
i’m smoking on loud cause you n*ggas is crickets
if it’s no bread i ain’t talking business
you n*ggas is broke and i just do not get it
i move the weight like i’m at planet fitness
boy i’m a big stepper you n*ggas is midgets
amiri the fashion i cost a big ticket
that b*tch on my d*ck but her lip is ridiculous

[verse 2]
they call me chachi a pleasure to meet me
believe me i know that i make it look easy
that b*tch is a groupie she wanna come see me
she freaky , them shots had em dancing like breezy
i don’t trust n*ggas cause n*ggas be sneaky
can’t bе me i get it y’all just wanna be mе
makk be the gang , all my n*ggas move sleeze
it’s best watch your mouth fore we put you on tv

[verse 3]
so watch how you talk when you talk about chachi
bullets got aim , it put flames through your body
don’t see no b*tches , you n*ggas is botty
i f*cked up my mattress from f*cking two thotties
walk in the spot i’m the life of the party
gave me the key made it flip like a hardy
rocking the latest , i need me a tardy
we ran through his strip with a clip full of hollies
line full of b*tches they waiting to suck me
gotta room full of baddies they all wanna f*ck me
can’t tell for sure but i promise you one thing
i swear if it’s nothing my n*ggas start thumming
can’t trust a body these n*ggas be bluffing
you talking hot we send shots at your m*ffin
we caught a opp that’s the end of discussion
i walk in the party and cancel the function
[verse 4]
riding 4 deep in a lac
with a strap on my lap
in the back , boy i know you not ready
bullets they rip through your hat
you a rat that’s a fact
we buss noodles till sh*t turn spaghetti
know that we smoking your pack
gotta sack , caught a rack
now we all smoking gas at the getty

[verse 5]
big bread only hundreds and fifties
you get ahead , you get left or get with me
beat it bad , had her singing like whitney
her ass is fat , but her pockets is skinny
i’m counting stacks , and i spend on a regular
my b*tch a brat so you cannot get next to her
p*ssy good so i bought her a tesla
flooded belt buckle look like a wrestler

- chachi

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