BERNER - El Chapo lyrics

rate me

ft WIZ KHALIFA

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Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go

Keep that champagne from Bombay to Rome

Pull up, you know it's fast cars we drive

Say what they want, we just live our life

Fast money, fast cars, fast hoes

I get it all and then go

They got a couple of grand

And throw it on the floor

As soon as I hit the stage,

The people screaming Mo

I live the life, jets

Drive the planes

All kinds of things

Some people think I'm insane

But that's ok, I

Remains anonymous to success in this game

Ain't nothing staying in my way

Ain't nothing stopping the money from

Pilling, my niggers stalling and getting richer

The bitches from getting the poping

The champagne on fucking Allen

And now my bank account

Overflowing with motherfucking cameras.

Making these niggers say call a doctor!

Man, take a look at them pocket

Get them bitches reasons

To call them impostors

Damn, all of my whips proper

All of my time, Rolex,

Clides fill my pants with nights

Be a honey, years

'till the shit stops.

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Accrding to AyeE, I'm sweating on gin

My clothes smell like cashmere,

Cookie and can.

Girls pussy popping just to give me a chance

Old school Europeans and cool champagne

This the Ely, F.E., these fools don't impress me

Let them choke, damn, all these guns is heavy

New Prezi, blue Chevy, later, girl, she's too choosy, Guapa

Yeah, they love me like Chappo,

Pull up with the top gun

then they call me Pablo

I can put your man up

Girl, let the crap go

Take your soul's face off

Hit them with the high-low

Is she ready, will she bring me back Freddy

I been down Eli, telling tricks on tele

Got the trap floor smelly

Wine taste like grape jelly

I'mma hold it down for all my loved one, really?

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