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Testo Love Sosa
Testo Love Sosa
[Refrain]
These bitches love Sosa
O end or no end
Fucking with those o boys, you gon' get fucked over
Rari's and rovers
These hoes love chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys (x2)
We gbe dope boys, we got lots of dough boy
These bitches love Sosa
And they love them glo' boys
Know we from the 'go boy
But we cannot go boy
No I don't know o boy
But I know he a broke boy
Rari's and rover's
Convertibles in bulk boy
You know I got bands boy And it's in my pants boy
Disrespect them o boys
You won't speak again boy
Don't think that I'm playin boy
No we don't use hands boy
No we don't do friends boy
Collect bands I'm a land lord
I gets lotsa commas
I can fuck yo mama
I ain't with the drama
You can meet my llama
Ridin with 3hunna
With 300 foreigns
These bitches see chief Sosa
I swear to god they all on
[Refrain]
Don't make me call d. rose boy
He six double-o boy
And he keep that po boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch I does sell soda, and I does sell coka
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa, them hoes they do it for Sosa
Tado off that molly water
So nigga be cool like water, for you get hit with this lava
Bitch I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it
Me and yo bitch she steady jockin'
[Refrain]
These bitches love Sosa
O end or no end
Fucking with those o boys, you gon' get fucked over
Rari's and rovers
These hoes love chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys (x2)
We gbe dope boys, we got lots of dough boy
These bitches love Sosa
And they love them glo' boys
Know we from the 'go boy
But we cannot go boy
No I don't know o boy
But I know he a broke boy
Rari's and rover's
Convertibles in bulk boy
You know I got bands boy And it's in my pants boy
Disrespect them o boys
You won't speak again boy
Don't think that I'm playin boy
No we don't use hands boy
No we don't do friends boy
Collect bands I'm a land lord
I gets lotsa commas
I can fuck yo mama
I ain't with the drama
You can meet my llama
Ridin with 3hunna
With 300 foreigns
These bitches see chief Sosa
I swear to god they all on
[Refrain]
Don't make me call d. rose boy
He six double-o boy
And he keep that po boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch I does sell soda, and I does sell coka
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa, them hoes they do it for Sosa
Tado off that molly water
So nigga be cool like water, for you get hit with this lava
Bitch I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it
Me and yo bitch she steady jockin'
[Refrain]
- 3hunna
- Chicago Zoo
- Gotta Glo Up One Day
- Can You Be My Friend
- Glory Bridge
- F What The Opp Said
- Tats
- Check It Out
- Uh Uh
- Million$
Altri testi di Chief Keef
PITTMAN, TYREE LAMAR/COZART, KEEF
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