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lirik lagu before tune gets back – lil chuckee

(with lil wayne)
[intro: lil chuckee]
man…mike, cut something on!
man, they don’t never let me get on nothin’ dog
man cut-man cut-man cut something on, man!
man, hurry up though, before tune get back, come on!
yeah, d5 motherf-cker!
it’s tunechi jr. b-tch!
pops, lemme go ahead and get ’em one time, ya heard me?
hol’ up!

[verse 1: lil chuckee]
turn my motherf-ckin’ mic on
and i ain’t leavin’ ’til the motherf-ckin’ lights on
this ain’t a d-ck, this a motherf-ckin’ python
and if it’s war call me, f-ck tyrone
you know what? it’s time for y’all n-ggas to sit
big -ss house, no room for bullsh-t
such and such told me, “chuck, you ain’t rich!”
well tell such and such they can suck my d-ck
cause i got a lot of sperm if you need it, sperm if you need it
i made you go crazy for no f-ckin’ reason
i beat you p-ssy n-ggas up ’til you start bleedin’
menstrual cycle, f-ck it, go ahead bleach ’em
diarrhea, i’m running this sh-t, i’m just gettin’ my laps on
all my n-ggas strapped up and y’all p-ssy n-ggas got strap-ons
b-tch we breed this 5-stars, b-tch we bleed these 5-stars
ymcmb, you can come get f-cked by 5 stars!
she ain’t got too comfortable, i done made her stupid -ss walk home
i k!ll the beat the barrel on the yopper round as a motherf-ckin’ super dome
you know i’m a f-ckin’ beast, yeah i’m a f-ckin’ creep
you could get these 30 clips if you wanna make a scene
tune let me off the leash, now i run the f-cking streets
two fingers in her p-ssy, then i tell her p-ssy, “peace!”
it’s chuckee, she say, “yo’ name chuckee?”
i said, “no, my name’s suck me!”
introduce you to t if your stupid -ss lucky
f-ke roll ’em fat, kinda got my nose stuffy
all my n-ggas on gas, quik trip
and all my n-ggas gon’ blast this sh-t
see, all y’all n-ggas doin’ bad and sh-t
so really i’mma act a f-ckin’ -ss this year
trukfit on my neck, that truk mean i’ll truck your -ss
she got junk up in her trunk, i guess it’s time to take out the trash
and you thought this sh-t was over
got paper like a f-ckin’ school folder
if her gr-ss ain’t cut, get the lawnmower
tony, tell them b-tches it’s libra gang
vocal lessons, let the nina sing
before i leave up out this b-tch, they gon’ know my f-ckin’ name
birdman jr. junior! f-ck a dog, b-tch i got a puma
man these n-ggas’ p-ssies stink, no wonder why i was smellin’ tuna
lame -ss boys don’t want no trouble, p-ssy n-ggas just a bunch of suckers
smashing all they moms, you could call me a motherf-cker
man i’m about to act an -ss and this sh-t here? just a little tease
pull big willie out my pants and all them girls say, “hercules!”
b-tch i’m livin’ b.i.g., my gun is little cease
if that girl don’t pop it off, i’ll just skeet right on her weave
okay that gold pack in my pocket; i’m like a rag up in a socket?
and when i c-ck that nina nine, you better not c-ck block me
ym be the sh-t, i say, “d-mn everybody else”
i be kicking girls out the condo, i got a black belt
big bro said, “it’s your time n-gga”
you heard what the f-ck the man said
boy i body these verses, that’s why they cost a arm and a leg
left that coochie smokin’, she gon’ fail her drug test
my chain on freeze, call my sh-t under arrest
i’m gone!
[outro]
mike turn the mic off dog!
f-ck, i’m just playing around dog
man cut the beat off before tune get back!

- lil chuckee

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