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chubby jesus - missile كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: chubby jesus]
yeah i know what’s poppin’
got yo b-tch, she in my c-ckpit
and i know that she gon’ pop it
when she lock it
when she drop it
runnin’ up that sh-t, and i’m poppin’ off the bands
yeah my name is chubby i’m known all over the land
gimme road head then i hop out the benz
don’t step to me you’ll get yo sh-t ran
goin to work checkin all those f-ckin’ tags
gettin my bread so i can cop all this gas
rollin’ up that blunt, yeah, it got that heavy m-ss
f-ck yo b-tch once, then i skrt off and blast
yo girl gimme head, yeah she blow me like a whistle
aim that sh-t at you i’m the pres with a missile (f-ck)

[verse 2: jbigz]
one day you’ll hear me and you’ll know my name
now i keep rapping and playin’ the game
you miss this talent, you should feel the shame
i’m lookin’ for b-tches, i’m lookin’ for fame
vigorous, icarus, runnin’ a lick on us
reachin’ out close to the sun
difference ‘tween me and you is
when i’m f-ckin’ your boo
i got my d-ck on her tounge
(woo! beat change, let’s show this sh-t down)
i finessed your hoe, in some nike flip flops
took her to my home and we huh! rick ross (aye)

[verse 3: chubby jesus]
yo girl gimme head, yeah she blow me like a whistle
aim that sh-t at you i’m the pres with a missile
waitin’ for f-ckin’ school with that dismissal
my cash it rain, but yo cash it drizzle
yo b-tch she like me, she think that i’m cool
got her at my crib, yeah, she tokin’ my juul
ditch her for the boys i’m tryna’ go bool
you can’t play me, hoe, don’t take me for a fool

- chubby jesus

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