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Sosa Chamberlain - Chief Keef Lyrics


Bitch got that wet wet, my gun got that wet wetShe let me fuck up in the car, now my seats is wet wetI'm off the drank wet wet, your dope smell like a wet packShe said she wanna smoke with we, bitch you should've said thatShe said that she gotta pee, I'm like bitch you should've said thatShe said she been said that, I said I ain't hear thatI was smoking the loudest loud but I'm always readyYou be smokin' on that shit, that shit that give you headacheWho come here, you come hereOoh come here, pistol to your earBooze what you sip, lean what I sipWater what I drink, cat meow all I getPull up to the strip, thing on my hipThe police pull me over like it's weed on my lipJohnny call me up, he said he pee'd on my wristYo bitch call me mad she said she bleached all my gearMy daughter call me mad, she said she gon' eat all my chipsThese niggas always mad they wanna eat all my dipThe ops always mad they say Chief Keef ain't blowin' shitUntil I come through blastin' like the heat I ain't doin' shitI'm Sosa Wilt Chamberlain, blunts just flamin'Rocks just blingin', phone just rangin'I'ma no belt rockin', no sock rockin'Pull up show stopper, you know how I'm rockin'I came in the game man, and you know I changed itSosa whats your language? Bitch I speak them acresFavorite team the Lakers, favorite team the BullsWanna put up your paper? I'm like okay coolMy favorite player Butler, and I gotta butlerGotta number forty, my forty a fuck yaMy favorite player Rose, aye, money on him let's goWe be on that bullshit, we from ChicagoMy favorite player Kobe, you be holy mollyThat mean you be with policeWhen it's cold outside I got on no teeThat mean that I can hold it hold it underwaterPull up on your daughter I'm a shark up in the waterI remember buying quarters, now I'm at a PWhen it come to your bitch, I gotta add a KeefCome out the cut like Snell, I gotta add a threeDon't give a fuck how you feelI gotta add a TI'm Sosa Wilt Chamberlain, blunts just flamin'Rocks just blingin', phone just rangin'I'ma no belt rockin', no sock rockin'Pull up show stopper, you know how I'm rockin'I came in the game man, and you know I changed itSosa whats your language? Bitch I speak them acresFavorite team the Lakers, favorite team the BullsWanna put up your paper? I'm like okay cool

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