Lyrics:
Check me out, Check me out
Check me out, Check me out
Check me out, baby girl, and you know it's Danny D
I'm not from the south, baby girl, I'm
on us
Don't give em no juice
These Bitches thirsty
Like all drinks on us
Don't give em no juice
My shoes
That's ah check
Hair slayed
That's ah check
check two
Baby run it up
Check three, check nine
They can't **** with us
Check one, check two
Baby run it up
Check three, check nine
We a one of one
Check
check two
Baby run it up
Check three, check nine
They can't fuck with us
Check one, check two
Baby run it up
Check three, check nine
We a one of one
Check
This ain't just for the fame, check
We don't roll with no lames, check
This, check
This, check
This, check
Ride with us or you ride against us, uh
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Yung
Run It Up
Yess
Get a check and I run it up
Get a check and I run it up
Get a check and I run it up
None you niggas can’t fuck with us
Get
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
Side!
When I pull out the chopper 100 round drum, all hollow
Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob, vas-y suce mon équipe
Vas-y suce mon flow,
my people
I keep it simple not wit the gas
Top head of the class
We gon roll out like we the band
Here to build up our enterprises
All of us here, we
be putting in the work here in Va Va Va Va Va
I'm traveling down battlefields
Boulevards and avenues
These streets out here will challenge you
To bring
a motherfucker need
I need a bag 'bout a hundred fifty Gs
You don't want us to make a motherfucking scene
Check, run it, all hundreds
Check, run it, all
Uh, what, what, yo, yo, P-5-D uncut
Check it out, yo, yo, S-P uncut
Yo, yo, what, P-5-D uncut, yeah, yeah, it's that Philly shit
Yo, yo, check it
Chasing dat check
Chasin Dat check
Out here just Just chasin Dat Check
Niggas chasin Dat Check
We chasin dat check
Don't you get killed for dat money
movement
Va Va Wave
Rolling up that Potent
Ive been diving in the potion
Damn lil mama soaking
Yea she wet, she by the ocean
Off lean I'm
the process
I always trust God 'cause I know that he got us
I'm just a killer that's raised by a monster
I'm not with the fake
And I'm not with
moves just a little too late
Unapologetic
We rise so the ancestors don’t regret it
And if the generation before us did drop the ball
We pick it back up by
gone by the morning
Just check out the board and just see who be scoring
Pulled up in a foreign, V8 be roaring
Beam on the scope send his ass
all my dogs good
They running, they running don't run out the clock
They living in a falsehood for damn way too long, man, check out the stock
But
Check it out, check it out, gotta check it out
It's a new thing, check it out, come on with it now
Time to step it up, come on, come on, step it up
out my sis
Gave her some cash for the time that we missed We talked about the hard times in the past
Then we just laughed , bought us some kicks, oh
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
us and that won't work
No, no, no, no, noway
Yo, you try to handle us, get on the air and damage us
Screamin' out Harlem world, like you ain't just
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