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tony montana - chuckyy lyrics

[intro]
(mxrtality) tony montana, yeah
scarface, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, ‘tana
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
feelin’ like tony montana, uh (‘tana)
feelin’ like tony montana, uh (‘tana)
feelin’ like tony montana (‘tana)
feelin’ like tony montana
i got money for real, but it ain’t sh*t to go back to a slimeball
and my shorty so bl**dy wavy, he’ll k!ll a n*gga right now with his mask off (yeah)
lost a few people, that sh*t hit me later, ain’t cry when it go down, foe (f*ck)
feelin’ like tony montana, i’m in the crib rich, up wrappin’ his dough
ain’t never bust down no brick, though
but i know how to my stick, though (bah, bah, bah)
in a fast car, feelin’ like stick drift
f*ck around, ridin’ over a thick ho (hrr)

[verse]
in the ‘raq, we the ones who blazin’ (yeah)
you don’t like bloodbathh, n*gga, so what? (what?)
goofy n*ggas be stalkin’ my page
i’m somewhеre in cali, auto cuttin’ up donuts
straight*eight jeep f*ckin’ the road up
lil’ brothеr keep askin’ for robux (yeah)
grown hoes wanna f*ck, i growed up (growed up)
you only live two lives, so pour up
yeah, oh, she got her hair did and now she think she glowed up (f*ck)
type of chopper i got got wood on it (frr)
i’ll go through his sh*t with a hoodie only (yeah)
n*ggas get chased down and stood over (yeah)
and i only put b*ttons on .40*ourties (grr)
chuckyy in the club, boy, that’s a horror story (yeah)
i went from bailin’ out bl!ckin’ to rich as f*ck
i been thinkin’ ’bout lightin’ my wrist up (yeah)
but i like how the plain jane sit up (for real)
philly ho suck d*ck with the wig off (d*mn)
she was goin’ too crazy, had to press pause
f*ck n*ggas ain’t playin’ no basketball (yeah)
we’ll show you how to hoop, don’t worry ’bout it (f*ck)
sit on lo’ ’til a f*ck n*gga come out it (yeah)
headshot, peaceful, that’s dead silence (hrr, hrr)
[chorus]
feelin’ like tony montana, uh
feelin’ like tony montana, uh (‘tana)
feelin’ like tony montana (‘tana)
feelin’ like tony montana
i got money for real, but it ain’t sh*t to go back to a slimeball
and my shorty so bl**dy wavy, he’ll k!ll a n*gga right now with his mask off
lost a few people, that sh*t hit me later, ain’t cry when it go down, foe (f*ck)
feelin’ like tony montana, i’m in the crib rich, up wrappin’ his dough (‘tana)
ain’t never bust down no brick, though
but i know how to my stick, though (bah, bah, bah)
in a fast car, feelin’ like stick drift (hrr)
f*ck around, ridin’ over a thick ho (f*ck)

- chuckyy lyrics

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