Chipmunk

Chipmunk - Headlines lyrics

rate me

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Turn on, turn it on for me

Please, pretty please

I might be thinking I'm the best

You might be thinking that i’m wrong

Now your thinking send a diss, I'm thinking replying is none

I came first in every class now that's the flight i’m boarding one

If you here I'm in the west then you should hide your baby mom

Girls just wanna rave and fuck, I can't blame them no

Just because I’ll beat her when I want that don’t mean she’s a hoe

You reckon you can fuck tonight, 20 bags you won't

Spazzz.com on that pussy I go crazy oh

Screaming fuck the game she’s a cow I’ve been try to milk from

So much bottles in the club I'm looking like the milkman

She got 3 kids but she's sexy uhh that’s a milf ha

All these niggas wachin face

but we know we don’t give a damn uhh

they screwing carry on screwing

pussy i can have you seen to, just for overlooking

and chipies too high so they call overlooking

they just hating on this paper that I'm making and that's something

she knows she knows she knows

she knows she knows she knows

she knows, she better get to if she don't

CMAR is on the rise reppin on the time

Red white and blue diamonds when i shine, Team UK

And she knows, she knows, she knows

That i’ll be yelling out fuck these niggas, hating for a living

If i didn’t have shit to live for i swear i kill em

I’ll be crying tears of joy, and bleed in ambition

I don’t need to find a toilet i’ll be shit shitting on these niggas

Who were dissing me in the past wait

Now who's a shit, prick, kiss my arse

I got diss track collection ship it's growing fast

Diss me get 5 minutes of fame

It doesn’t last when you should be thinking long term

Now pussy boy I found myself, you're just a lost sperm

Like I'm a champion is mine, how could i not earn,

Imagine if i dissed you, I would vocal your song but it's not a big tune

How'm I looking kid? My bladder's strong I take the piss because I'm good at it I hear their freestyles everybody's talking big

But I can tell when someone's lying bars about you getting riche ,But you look like you're dying trying

I thank for Lord for protecting my life, i got a Bible as my bullets

And my cross for my knife

I done a deal with Adidas as if I need more stripes

Wish I could buy some free time, I really need some more life

Yeah, life's a bitch, I got my lead on her

We keep it real here, I took the weave from her

I mean New York my accent makes the girls like me

Catch me on fifth ave shopping for a wifey

And any Beat I’m on niggas know I fuck it up

They told me practice makes perfect so I fuck a lot

I like my titty size around the C or up

But i ain't into boobie traps so I’m strapping up, yeah

A couple baby mothers are on me,

Girls on the wake me out of my sleep but they can't wake me out of my dream

If a boyfriend wants to violate me, Spazzz.com like a nigga on E

You already know what team I rep for, these 4 letters right on my Tee, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't really give a damn about too much

I just wanna please my fans, team Chip where you at?

Thanks to Miles P for correcting these lyrics

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Thanks to Kier for correcting these lyrics

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