She Might Call The Feds
Cypher Clique
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She might call the feds, ask her what she said Ask me what I make, I say I got a M.Ed I'm all up in her head, money like I'm Chad Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm dead I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said Money like I'm Chad, money like I'm Brett Money like I'm Ned, money like I'm Fred Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm Fred Say like""She might call the feds"" Met her at the... At the party I was off a Percocet, she was on Bacardi She called the feds and she kind of left me dead And I'm climb up a mountain, litter, code red But I'm due for affliction, due for addiction Weed and addiction, I was on friction The way I touched her, the way fucked her Treat her like lint on my shit, the way I plucked her Rub it like Aladdin, travel like Jasmine I just popped an addy, I don't know what happen But I'll tell you one thing, I just bagged this bad bitch Travel across the atlas, smoking on cabbage She want me to stay but you know I gotta go Everyday I'm getting laid, I'm fuckin' all type of hoes I'm amazed by her grace, she give me brain, she give me throat Ima stick to the code cause that's just all I know, that's for sure She might call the feds, ask her what she said Ask me what I make, I say I got a M.Ed I'm all up in her head, money like I'm Chad Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm dead I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said Money like I'm Chad, money like I'm Brett Money like I'm Ned, money like I'm Fred Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm Fred Say like""She might call the feds"" Bitches in bed, bitches give me head, jizzing on their head Heard just what I said, money like I'm Fred Money like I'm Ted, f*ck her like I'm Ned F*ck her like a nerd, shitting like a turd Pissing like a bird, flipping all the birds Cussin' out the teach, sippin' on the bleach Suck it like a leech, come on shorty preach I said she might give me head All the fuckin' time, just wanna rhyme Riding with a dime, smoking on the pine Getting on the head, jizzing in my bed Heard just what I said And I think it's going back now, I order rounds in the background Clap now, like f*ck your man yeah f*ck that that clown A wrap now, like you don't know how to act now The Jack Brown, got pretty girls on their backs now She might call the feds, ask her what she said Ask me what I make, I say I got a M.Ed I'm all up in her head, money like I'm Chad Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm dead I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said Money like I'm Chad, money like I'm Brett Money like I'm Ned, money like I'm Fred Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm Fred Say like""She might call the feds""
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Written by: AUSTEN CHENG, CRAIG MURPHY HAMPTON, ERICH GILLESPIE, MICHAEL THOMAS
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