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Paroles de la chanson CHARGED UP par Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made It
(Damn, son where'd you find this?)
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Chief Keef]
Who that pullin' out out the bank in Lamborghini, boy? Ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
My son think that I'm a genie, boy, ayy
These niggas talk like hoes, might as well wear a bikini, boy, ayy
My wrist, this that Fiji, boy, yeah
Knockin' on your window with a squeegee, boy (Bah)
Ayy, talking dirty, make us clean it, boy
Hardly sleep, so ain't no dreaming, boy
I don't trust you, you look sleazy, boy (Real trap shit)
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Chief Keef]
Who that pullin' out out the bank in Lamborghini, boy? Ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
My son think that I'm a genie, boy, ayy
These niggas talk like hoes, might as well wear a bikini, boy, ayy
My wrist, this that Fiji, boy, yeah
Knockin' on your window with a squeegee, boy (Bah)
Ayy, talking dirty, make us clean it, boy
Hardly sleep, so ain't no dreaming, boy
I don't trust you, you look sleazy, boy (Real trap shit)
I just make that shit look easy
Put two watches on and named 'em Mario, Luigi
Told 'em pull up, watch the car, they know they gotta make it greasy
Ho think I sip too much, she say I gotta take it easy (Ayy, lean, lean, lean)
[Chief Keef]
Got some new wheels, sittin' new, brand new
Like a Lasko, nigga, we'll fan you
It's Alaska when I bring the jewelry through
Ayy, it's Tokyo when I pull the truck up
This bitch talk too much, she need to shut the fuck up (shh)
Want me to pick her up 'cause she know I'm flexed up (Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit)
We'll paint you red, what's on your shirt? Not ketchup
Put two watches on and named 'em Mario, Luigi
Told 'em pull up, watch the car, they know they gotta make it greasy
Ho think I sip too much, she say I gotta take it easy (Ayy, lean, lean, lean)
[Chief Keef]
Got some new wheels, sittin' new, brand new
Like a Lasko, nigga, we'll fan you
It's Alaska when I bring the jewelry through
Ayy, it's Tokyo when I pull the truck up
This bitch talk too much, she need to shut the fuck up (shh)
Want me to pick her up 'cause she know I'm flexed up (Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit)
We'll paint you red, what's on your shirt? Not ketchup
[Chief Keef]
If they pick me up, we innocent, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
I take dope like Benadryl, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Stupid, rest them imbeciles
Goin' dumb like I ain't never been to school, ayy (Beep, beep, beep, beep)
In the hard top, watch me lift the roof, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
In a heartbeat, she gon' pick and choose, ayy (Bitch)
We'll check your ass, now you a swoosh, ayy (Check your ass, now you a swoosh)
Sippin' on a four of juice (Sippin' on a four of juice)
Shoes Off-White, but they not white
Call a plumber, its a thirty stuck in the pipe
They ain't moving right, we gon' get 'em right
Higher than a penthouse is what I'm feelin' like
You say you was a killer, hmm
Now you snitchin', hmm
Act like you know the streets, should've minded your business
Get up off my dick and go find some bitches
Niggas be acting like they street, steady lyin' to bitches
Truck got seven speeds
Went to get in it, I forgot my keys
You love me? Baby, please
And that ain't hard to believe
You just goin' for what you believe
'Cause my wrist always on bling
Ain't shit fallin' but some leaves
Ayy, make a new bitch history
I'm cool as I can be
Wipe the shades off, I couldn't see
You say you was a killer, hmm
Now you snitchin', hmm
Act like you know the streets, should've minded your business
Get up off my dick and go find some bitches
Niggas be acting like they street, steady lyin' to bitches
Truck got seven speeds
Went to get in it, I forgot my keys
You love me? Baby, please
And that ain't hard to believe
You just goin' for what you believe
'Cause my wrist always on bling
Ain't shit fallin' but some leaves
Ayy, make a new bitch history
I'm cool as I can be
Wipe the shades off, I couldn't see
Ayy, you said them Gucci shades with a C
It's somethin' wrong with your G
My gas tank on F, ayy, your gas tank on E
She like, "You in a Lamb', tryna be lowkey"
Smoke O, but don't know Rome'
What it's gon' be what it's gon' be (Damn)
[Chief Keef]
Got some new wheels, sittin' new, brand new
Like a Lasko, nigga, we'll fan you
It's Alaska when I bring the jewelry through
Ayy, it's Tokyo when I pull the truck up
This bitch talk too much, she need to shut the fuck up
Want me to pick her up 'cause she know I'm flexed up
We'll paint you red, what's on your shirt? Not ketchup
It's somethin' wrong with your G
My gas tank on F, ayy, your gas tank on E
She like, "You in a Lamb', tryna be lowkey"
Smoke O, but don't know Rome'
What it's gon' be what it's gon' be (Damn)
[Chief Keef]
Got some new wheels, sittin' new, brand new
Like a Lasko, nigga, we'll fan you
It's Alaska when I bring the jewelry through
Ayy, it's Tokyo when I pull the truck up
This bitch talk too much, she need to shut the fuck up
Want me to pick her up 'cause she know I'm flexed up
We'll paint you red, what's on your shirt? Not ketchup
[DJ Pharris]
This Chicago, nigga
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