Clique (freestyle) Lyrics (ft. Lee Mazin & Louie V Gutta)

Boy I swear to god I make her f**k the whole click
Click, click, click, click
Sittin on the back while she sucking on my dick
Dick, dick, dick, dick
Boy I got a hunned cash right here on my wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist
Started from the bottom now a nigga getting rich

I ain't lookin at your bitchass
I'm looking at your bitch's ass
I f**k her fame and soul and put that dick up in her rich ass
Prolly eat the puss tell that hoe that I don't kiss ass
And everytime I'm rollin, it's 200 hunned on the
Did that, serious, f**k her fast and furious
She tellin all her homies now, them bitches actin curious
These niggas catch a lil case ask curious
And when the cops ask em, they tell em like siri do
Get it, iPhone, face time
Last time I had your bitch we had a great time
I'm back in philly but I'm still on that la time
My flow so crazy, just the way I ride the base loud
The nigga I go in, these niggas ain't got no win
Bad bitches I be with they lookin like they modelin
Perks in my tron got me stone like a goblin
Mad rappers mking diss records I'm like try again
Please nigga you should take a knee nigga
Before them shots hit your body make you fall e nigga
Like it's september, thanking my daddy I'm a

I ain't lookin at you bitches, cause I feel none of you bitches
I ain't checkin for you niggas, I ain't worried bout you niggas
And my shit be kinda major, like I'm balling for the majors
Got 2 chains around my neck, you could see I do it different
She so bad but she go so hoe, chick got room when I got that ball
Too 3d, but you can't see me
You can't stick lee cause I want it hard
The shit goes swish, and you know I did it for the win
And yeah I killed this check but f**k that shit I'ma do it again
Do it again just to quinch they thirst
If you dive in put your face in first
I make em lick it, and yeah my girls ball hard like I make em click it
And then they see the body, see that that shit ridiculouus
Man like f**k lee, I scream right back like f**k you too
If you want the beef first you gotta get through my crew
That's to y'all lame nasty see
Name one chick who could f**k with me
Hold up, yeah I say, name on chick who could f**k with me
If you talking shit, just be careful what come out your mouth
Aroma something right, make your boyfriend pay to smell it
he put his face in, he like f**k your government, that shit amazing

Yeah I'm talking me, yeah I'm talking me
Yeah I'm talking lay low chainlil p
Murda on every track, ferg a lil p
I'm talking bout rose too, we reppin with mmg
Cruising to south beach, in a california ferarri
Shine brighter than california, my jewelry it's extra gardi
Peep the way I maneuver, she says I'm smooth as a body
So she gave me her number, I f**ked her after the party
Man I'm living life, I might do that tonight
Met them bottles of rose, the waitress put em on ice
Sparkles all in my section man I could give a light
Man my niggas be stuntin like chaino were born to bite
Yes sir, the dreamchasers
We blowin money fast like we never seen papers
Now I got these new relatives
And everybody callin
All of a sudden this shit started
I tell em talk about some money but they never talking
But I'ma go and get it till they put me in the coffin
It's funny now that they callin me the shit
Louie v dc shit man, and ain't nobody f**kin with me click.

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