• Vagalume
  • A-Z
  • Estilos
  • Top 100
  • Playlists
  • Rádio
  • Hot Spots
  • Notícias
  • Play

    Dmv up, roll up and kick my feet up
    This shit was for a ticket, man -- I call that shit that free lunch
    I tell a ho to speed up
    She slow and she can keep up
    We know we always out
    But somehow they would never see us
    Peep her gold chain, hoes changed, I didn't
    They say that karats help your vision
    But somehow it made them listen
    No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma
    Arrogant when I finish
    I came from humble beginnings
    So it's nothing to finish
    I put my hundred percent in
    Put my pride in the pen, cuh
    And modify your opinion
    Trying to give them light and a message
    But you rather have some fucking V.V.S's
    She said I'm charming and I meant it
    But she was talking about my pendant
    I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains
    Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything
    Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
    Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

    Now them broads gon' follow
    (Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
    Silly bitches gon' follow
    (Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
    Straight geechi on 'em
    You talking greasy
    Best believe they gon' see it, darling
    Geechi on 'em
    Straight geechi on 'em
    Let's keep it G, nobody see you when you being humble

    Look, she so stingy with vagina
    But why it open when them niggas get to shining?
    I was hoping you would notice where my mind at
    Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it
    Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it
    You chained to it, your brain has been way too influenced
    I been dope, cold nigga for sure nigga
    But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke nigga
    She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since
    Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix
    Lord Lord forgive us, personality clash
    And my license is suspended, so I hide it
    I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention?
    She can't escape the chain, shoutout to Mrs. Tubman
    Shoutout to Maybach Music, my logic is getting money
    Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it
    Shady flow: Johnny Cage, chain flow: Johnny Dang
    Ben Baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang
    I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga
    So who that chain change? It ain't both of us nigga
    I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains
    And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name
    Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

    Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor, envie uma correção »

    user 300 caracteres restantes. Enviar

    Todas as letras de Wale

    Mais notícias »
    Hot Spot
    Top Músicas do Vagalume
    Top 100 »

    As informações deste site são postadas integralmente pelos usuários. É importante dizer que é possível que os dados estejam desatualizados ou incorretos, sendo assim, o Vagalume exime-se de qualquer responsabilidade sobre as informações publicadas.Caso haja interesse em remover ou alterar alguma informação, entre em contato conosco.

    É permitida somente a visualização no site das letras de músicas encontradas aqui, vedada sua reprodução através de quaisquer outros meios (Lei 9610/98).Todas as letras de músicas são propriedade dos seus respectivos autores e divulgadas somente para fins educacionais.All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics are provided for educational purposes only.