Chubby Jag - IQ lyrics

rate me

Yeah,

To Chubby

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When I was broke, I would ask her can I touch

she say full I get paid, then I ask her can I f*ck?

she say, cool money got these niggas hatin,

money got these bitches shot

then I don't get trip

get as high as possible be, when niggas be poppin money

got that mind power, my mind power from the gutter

whether know the hustle why ain't grind shower

money got that mind power,

my mind power, we ain't worried bout your mula,

we're just tryin find ours mind power.

Okay, never used to light drugs, so crazy that we're dealing,

ever pitchin niggas rapping this so crazy that we killing

I had haters on my head 'cause they see I'm bout my bread

so when nigga should be dead, it's so crazy that we chillin

and when I'm so far ahead and these niggas I hope they see the distance

it's nothing we're rapping it's cheffing I know they see the kitchen

I'm on my yellow shit, my dolo never need assistance

still about my people, this family bitch it's some P to griffin

I pray to change we were schemin' they ain't fucking night

people just for fun, niggas need a f*cking life,

I met the chick and the shit she was sayin is nothing nice

turn me down I turn around this hell yeah we ain't f*cking right

never left that house now, all I do is skip town

blow out hoes zip down and models get dick down,

all squad chip now so money it ain't no day

flaiming like propaine, balling get the wrong game.

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Okay, heading all bomb fake,

baby head me high feel like,

E 40 shorty bad, could've been the wify type,

she try to do what nigga wrong I mean the spidy nights

baby try to check me but, she ain't with that Nikey light,

twisting off forever faded, know she ain't forever hated

we ain't heading up this shit is basing man, second grated

man 'cause you got what this corner nigga that never made it,

always go for first, 'cause I'm in people what second nated,

now I go in shoppers spreeze, couple chicks I took them all,

Jordans on the pretty fee when she with me she look the ball,

money on me just stay around for the purse

I got goonies and they quit to lay you down for a verse

I'm addicted to this guap, nigga pop, 'cause they let me

I just talking and I smash but now she let me home,

money get the homes, money break the rules,

yes I fuck you with these money hunger, money make the move.

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