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chief keef & pinkpantheress - hadouken / passion (dwells remix) [mixed] كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ayy, ayy
nah, for real, y’all know i’ve been doing that sh_t
man, i’ve been a legend, man, man, i’ve been having them bars, man
y’all just gotta listen man
i ain’t talkin’ fast you just listenin’ slow stupid, ayy

[verse 1]
sosa where the hawk go, did you trade it in? (no)
h_ll no, i spent another 40k to bend (what he say?)
i don’t play, but when i play, b_tch, i play to win (ha?)
all this money comin’ in, it’ll make you grin
and in stash, it’s a fn gotta make it in (bang)
p_ssy said he want smoke, better take it in (bang)
you in them chiraq streets, better take it easy
i can never wear your chain, boy, it’s too cheesy
told my b_tch, “i ain’t with no b_tch” and said she don’t believe me
but she believe me if i paid a band for a beanie
i had five, ten bands in my true jeanies (true, true)
where that sh_t come from? man, i had a genie
i had all that, tryna make a shout out at my granny
and my wrist cost a baby, i’ma need a nanny
you the type of n_gga link up with a tranny
bought a new set of ‘nanas for the chimpanzees
baby sosa badass was off six xannies
i don’t want to f_ck that b_tch, she wearin’ big panties
i can go and buy yo’ same watch for my granny
i do what i gotta do for my f_ckin’ family
heat sensor on ar, call me call of duty
he a streetfighter, hit his ass with the hadouken
backdoored by a b_tch, that sh_t too flukey
gravitated off the ground, that’s some super tookie
said you ain’t got my money, you sh_ttin’ me smokey?
chief sosa in your house, that b_tch gon’ be smokin’
i got high off that b_tch head, she tryna overdose me
got a cuban on my throat so she gon’ overthroat me
i just bought a taurus in case i got a horoscope
all this water on my body, she gon’ need a floatie (bang)
gotta close the backdoor ’cause they gon’ leave it open
n_gga, i can k!ll this sh_t by just breathin’ on it
[interlude]
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh

[verse 2]
you’s a f_cking cheerleader, n_gga, bring it on
i put stars in the ceiling of my lambo
folks ‘nem’ll leave you duckin’ like a limbo (ay, ay)
like machine gun, i feel like rambo
and it take close to 50. cal ammo

- chief keef pinkpantheress

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