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chvse - pop style (drake remix) كلمات أغنية

[verse: sir skitzo]
look, sick of being hostile
i’ll be smoking ’til i cough bile
i could invest into the stockpile
instead of hoping that i’m gonna make it big off “pop style”
i’mma sauce it hot, like waka flock
the alb-m dropped, and died like a baby on its softened spot
but, now, i’m mopping slop
hold up, let me just stop to chop
my style is pop with a pile of pot
they say that they’re rich, they stole lionel’s spot
f-ck do you mean? your lyrics are lame
covering drake, trying to attract in some fame
say, and you think that you can rap hot
you’re as useless to the game as a mascot
hit ’em faster in the face with a slapshot
half-p-ssy and half-b-tch; catdog
better cool him down, he’s only getting hotter
get this man some ice or a large gl-ss of water
b-tches call me daddy, but i know they’re not my daughter
i’ll take that sh-t to maury just to prove i’m not the father
f-ck what i’m doing, i’m oozing in fear
the fact that i’m choosing my life or career
my time is close, i’m -ssuming it’s near
what i’m pursuing will finally appear

- chvse

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