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Chachi's Revenge Lyrics

My baby mamas said I wasn't shit, and at first I used to believe ‘em

Now they on my dick, 'cause a young nigga out here eatin'

Every time I hop in my whip, I light one of my pre-rolls

That gettin' gwap, I'm Gucci, without the ice cream cone

Sticking to that G-Code, I take a shot then reload

I only fuck with my street folk 'cause these rap niggas too emo

Forever on my grind, yeah, my five kids, they need clothes

Pump bucking at fake fucks 'cause like pimps they need holes

Blaow! Bloaw! Oh my lord – my hoe and my chain gold

Life be my bitch and that hoe move when I say so

Good in my ‘hood, yeah, I play the block like Lego

Real goons on my payroll – I save money, you save hoes

Mountain high, I Range Rove, to the top on you niggas

If this was '09 I would've been socking on niggas

Fuck that, rather profit on niggas – toe tag every beat Louis give me

Oh yeah I'm a problem, oh mama, no condoms

We're yelling out “fuck all you pussies”

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