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down the crack of your ass, your frame is priceless Butter-butter caramel swirl, chocolate chip French vanilla sundae girls, banana split Cum drip down
when he go to a 'chip Tommy Smith and John Carlos, I'm raising a fist Gold chain, gold rings, no medal for this Life's an uphill battle, no pedal for
thing 'bout roller skatin' Mint chocolate chip ice-cream She's always overdecorating Loves to cause a scene She's like sunshine, moonshine,
C.O.] Bitches ain't shit but hoe's and tricks I fucked her in the crib, then in the whip And after I fuck her I'm taking the chips I'm taking the whips,
a loud-mouth, hard-headed, fool-hearted, stubborn-nose, song-of-a-gun (woah) Chip off the ole' block with a chip on my shoulder that weighs a ton All I know for
Alaskan salmon sitting on ice They got blue corn chips and bagel bites Coconut in a can And if your from the south you'll be really pleased They
might change my name to Brutus Cut down the beef, now the money flow fluid Bunch of Louis luggage, still your boy never trip Gettin' chips, so it's only
waste no gold Ayy, I can't waste no time with a bitch Only time I can waste if I was gettin' rich I got a computer chip inside of the whip Charge up
the game Fuck that shit, I don't give a fuck I'm back up in the fucking club, niggas know I'm at the mall Eating chips with my drawers, how you doing? How
at me (Look at me) Big bossin steady stackin chips never thought that I would see this shit Now I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets And I
I know a lot, but there's some things I dont know Don't know no bitch that I can't hit, don't know no chick that say no Don't know no chips that I
can get it I walk around covered in ice like I survived a blizzard got enough chips to bribe you wit' it pay off security at clubs, get my guns
* unedited lyrics; The PJ's soundtrack is clean [Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team] What? Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
never fold for chips When the money on the line bitch I roll trips Cut a bitch off for a week and let her know what she miss Hundred grand worth
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team] What? Aiyyo, why'all want to do a track wit us or some shit? We the billion dollar boys club. What you
and picture shit, those don't count I'm the nigga talkin millions and, own the amount Mr. frosty, the nigga never fold for chips When the money on the line
heart I know that I'm just another Heartbroken lover With a great big chip upon this lonely shoulder But if I ever find out that There's a life out
That guy swears he will walk And carries a chip as big as New York That guy At night makes me scream And smashes the best possibilities That guy
Don't you want to forget someone, too? It's the wrong game with the wrong chips Though your lips are tempting, they're the wrong lips They're not her
put call say make she lap Annabella gimme german juice make i pop o Annabella gimme plantain chips make i chop o Annabella burst the socket open make i
Had to get the chip off my shoulders with the cards I've been dealt with Looking at your height Ohhhh Something that can be helped with Gotta real
the big chip on my shoulder That only time will heal Yeah Can I take you back for a minute but Do I have the time Can I show you all the things that I've
we're not made for this We could cash in our chips But if we stay on this bus long enough eventually the scene will change Oh we could pack it all up,
and I came back big winning Them girl there chips yeah they want my sauce yeah they want my dip innit I told her the sauce ain't free Baby it’s not cheap
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