Lyrics:
a concert to a Chippendales (to a Chippendales)
Niggas want beef so I had to bring the taco shells (where's the beef?)
Pop the trunk, man, that's more shots
The feds wanna shift man
Wanna put me in the van, wanna strip a man
Fuck that, I ain't a Chippendale
Wanna strip a male
Put me in a prison cell
Chippendale Desch
'Ne Hingerhoff, vun wääje „Roaring Twenties“!
Vier Pänz un sie kohm noch dozo
Familiefotos, Opa 'm Sonndaachsanzoch
Dä
From the aisles of Fedco to the 405
From MGM to Veteran's Park
Way down at Chippendale's fumblin' in the dark
Where the ghostly specter of Howard
we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale
I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale
In the last days, which side will you be on?
Nationowl's
Chillen in der Hood
Bali Crip mit Chicken Steak
Seidenglanz ist sunny und mein Body wie ein Chippendale
Magic zu der flute
Innenraum ist abgespaced
Hold on let me empty out the clip
Hamilton musical you better shake those hips
I work at Chippendales so you finna see me strip
She wants me bad so she’s
this far, no further"
Words fall on ears deaf
Exit stage left
Murder
Like a fairytale but from the future
You with Chippendale's and he's at Hooters
Yea, we ain't seeing eye to eye but still I wish you well
Got 40 in my pocket I might tip you well
Fuck around and I might take yo ass to Chippendales
rock the son bought you, but it's me who rocks you
Girls' night out is just a front
Your friends know you bailed on Chippendale's
We meet this time
chippendale
Daar word ik vrolijk van
Je ziet dat alles kan
We liggen met z’n allen in een scheur
De klok wordt stil gezet
En gaan nog niet naar bed
We
rather rap than go sit in jail
Most of my haters are bitches it's like they be working for Chippendale's
Pay some attention, I'll teach you a lesson
Try
rather rap than go sit in jail
Most of my haters are bitches it's like they be working for Chippendale's
Pay some attention, I'll teach you a lesson
Try
like Chippendale's without the strippin'
Get the bailiff out 'cause Mr. Bellion's out the cell
We skip the bail and out the jail
We hit the trail,
floor full of Chippendale's
Wow, alright, alright
Yes, a little Cuban over there I wanna go see
I always send the ladies to him
"Go find the Cuban guy
make me slightly mad
When you pee all over my Chippendale suite
Ooh ooh Delilah
Ooh ooh Delilah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You take over my house and home
smile from her and zoom
Little buds begin to bloom
A touch of paint, a magic nail
Can turn a kitchen chair into a Chippendale
Even make the lamp
mister whittendale your girl Chippendale
Shallah bridge all up in ya dog dial trench
When I snatched that shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back
Just put a lot of nuts, I'ma lick it off the tip
I fuck with real thugs, I'm not a Chippendale chick
Now if you see my man, that's my ice cream man
And bag reality stars but never kiss and tell
Crap table in Vegas more than a Chippendales
I hear 'em plotting, nowadays I never get compelled
Fuck
mister whittendale your girl Chippendale
Shallah bridge all up in ya dog dial trench
When I snatched that shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back
smile from her and zoom
Little buds begin to bloom
A touch of paint, a magic nail
Can turn a kitchen chair into a Chippendale
Even make the lamp
lawns
He gave her his darkness to regret
And good reason to quit him
He gave her a roomful of Chippendale
That nobody sits in
Still she stays with
He gave her his darkness to regret
And good reason to quit him
He gave her a roomful of Chippendale
That nobody sits in
Still she stays with a love
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