Paroles de la chanson Sayso par Che (US)

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Paroles de la chanson Sayso par Che (US)

Che on the beat

Yeah, I'm back in this hoe, stop breathing
Yeah, good Moncler coat for the season
Yeah, yeah, I fuck freaked out hoes every weekend (Oh yeah)
Yeah this shit get real cold, I'm rocking Neiman
She want the Sayso, yeah I'm a demon, yeah
Sayso off drugs every evening
I'm tryna make some racks all evening
As to the money, I can't stop thinkin'
They like, "Sayso, why we ain't eatin'?"
She like, "Che let's go, I want eat it"
Do what I say so, why? Cause I mean it (Skrrt)
Wet him up and now he leakin' (Skrrt)
Light him up, now he ain't breathin'

Ah, ah, leanin' to expensive pieces (Skrrt)
I, shove these niggas, I don't need ‘em, why?
Blow all these bands right at Neimans

Guala, baby, baby, baby (Skrrt)
Pussy niggas always hating, 'cause they see the guap that niggas making (hrrah)
They end up, fuckin' yo lady
Grrah, tato, up that stick it multiplayer (yeah), fuck that hoe, yeah she is blasian (yeah)
Yeah, my whole squad in the moshpit ragin' (yeah)
Uppin' that chop and it flippin' a couple place (yeah)
I just got a new doctor, and he got a new patient, yeah (yeah)
Exhale before you breath bitch (damn)
I'm tryna see you get naked (yeah), I'm tryna see this slut naked (yeah)

Need some boy you outdated (yeah), 4 gram, what you face? (damn)
Shootin' that chop, bitch K (go), ??? shoes is amazing (go, yeaaah)

Yeah, I'm back in this hoe, stop breathing
Yeah, good Moncler coat for the season
Yeah, yeah, I fuck freaked out hoes every weekend (Oh yeah)
Yeah this shit get real cold, I'm rocking Neiman
She want the Sayso, yeah I'm a demon, yeah
Sayso off drugs every evening
I'm tryna make some racks all evening
As to the money, I can't stop thinkin'
They like, "Sayso, why we ain't eatin'?"
She like, "Che let's go, I want eat it"
Do what I say so, why? Cause I mean it (Skrrt)
Wet him up and now he leakin' (Skrrt)

Light him up, now he ain't breathin'
Ah, ah, leanin' to expensive pieces (Skrrt)
I, shove these niggas, I don't need ‘em, why?
Blow all these bands right at Neimans

Guala, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby (skrrt) (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, baby, baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, baby, baby (skrrt) (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, baby, baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, baby, baby (skrrt) (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, baby, baby (Baby, baby, baby)

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