Chief Keef

Chief Keef - War lyrics

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Hook:

Don’t want war,

Pussy boy don't want war!

Don't want war

Pussy boy don't want war

Don't want war

Pussy boy don't want war,

Don’t want war, want war

Nigga fuck your mama,

She should’ve wore a condom (wore a condom)

On the war, pussy boy don’t want it

Pussy boy, pussy boy, pussy boy.

Nigga fuck yo mama, she should’ve wore a condom

Pull up in that rari, burning off this rubber

Nigga fuck yo mama, she should’ve wore a condom

Pull up in that rari, burning off this rubber.

Don’t want war, war

Pussy boy don't want war, don't want war, want war

Pull up on you

Boy don’t want it

Pussy boy, pussy boy, pussy boy, pussy

Nigga fuck your mama, she should’ve wore a condom

Pull up in that rari burning off this rubber

Niggas undercover, so you know I can’t trust them

I be smoking earth boy, you be smoking bubba

The bitch like ... took that bitch to McDonald's

I got plenty condoms and I got plenty commas.

If you want some beef boy, I won't be your farmer

I might be your father, ball like Penny Hardaway.

Judge trying to lock me up, cause my pee look darker

But that ain't gonna solve nothing, weed solve my problems

Guns for my armor, nigga fuck security

I give cuts like barbers, got niggas Forest Gumping

Smoking on this compton, but bitch I'm in chiraq

Where if you disrespect me at,

Bitch that's where you die at!

All these fucking lab rats, now I got my mouse trap

Niggas wanna fake kick, wanna know where my house at.

That life I ain't about, I'm about pushing scalps back

Pull up on your block bitch, let my niggas out that!

Foreign car, cloud that, I'm high off this tooka pack

I'm high off this auggie pack, I'm high off this tu-tu pack!

Smoking on that Jay Loud, smoking on that fat head

Run up on 4-6, leave a nigga flat dead.

Shoot a 47, flying off like Batman

Boy, I got a bag bitch, put that bag on that head

I'm high off this Chief Keef, got me feeling superman

That bitch called called Chief Keef G, bitch I'm not no mubu man

All these damn friend-emies, I'm a call up poopoo man

I got niggas in these street they fuck around and do you, man

I’m rich hallelujah man, still got my toolie, man!

Fuck with me I’ll fuck around and screw you mans

Flexing like a ruler shoot at your medulla man

And get your bitch, she wanna suck my dick,

I knew it, man!

Hook:

Don’t want war,

Pussy boy don't want war!

Don't want war

Pussy boy don't want war

Don't want war

Pussy boy don't want war,

Don’t want war, want war

Come down your block like thunder, thunder, thunder

I just bought ten guns and ten pounds in ten months

Come through dunking shit, Kevin Durant Lebronin

But you like to Twitter beef, pussy how you warring?

Pussy how you warring?

Pussy how you warring?

Pussy how you warring?

Pussy how you warring?

How you warring?

Thanks to josh for correcting these lyrics

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