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• Artiste: Chief Keef
• Titre: Charge My Car
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My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessin' dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'" I rolled up 10 joints, I got weed for days I got all this green I swear that its my baby I've been getting money since my senior days But I forgot I didn't go to school I'm crazy I put Margiela's on my fucking shoes I poured 2 deuces nigga fuck some booze I'm rollin' up 3 grams in the fuckin' wood Don't worry bout me, I'm getting money I'm good I pull up to the club and them doors go up Motivation? No-you's only dumb fucks Gotta use the shower, hella hundreds in the tub The police can run in here, I don't give no fucks My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessin' dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'" I got a million un-read texts I got a million red text messages I only read 'em if you're talkin' benji's Can't be talking small, gotta be talkin' plenty I got 6 hoes in 6 different beds Dro and Mike told me I'm the black Elvis Presley I got hoes in 50 different states Been all around the world, can't tell me bout a penny Member kickin' doors and hittin' stains I'm eatin' good, fuck your Craig Jenny For all you dumb ass fucks, I'm talkin' Jenny Craig Try to make me go on a diet, pussy I ain't wit it (BANG BANG) My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessin' dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'"