Lil B & Chance The Rapper - We Rare lyrics

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(Intro: Lil B)

Who keepin' it real? Lil B, Chance the Rapper

West side, man, yeah man. West side out, west side, know what I'm sayin'

Shoutout to all the beautiful ladies man

What's up man

(Hook)

We rare, we rare, (whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, Based God)

Rare, rare (whoop, whoop) feel me?

Out of thin air, I made it to a new thang (Feel me?)

Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Ya should see me change, we rare (yeah, Based God)

(Verse: Lil B)

(Based God) Call me so rare in this bitch, I'mma tell ya about me and I'mma tell ya 'bout this

Lil B for lil boss, they know my stilo

Comin' thu', man I swear I got a kilo

Sniff that off me, rockin' off the top man, they know I'm like coffee

I be in the mornin', see me out there yawnin'

I'm like 'bitch ya boring', she out here jawin'

Ridin' that Bentley

Ridin' that shit, man, comfortable

I'm lookin' like the king, I'm so comfortable

What's up Kanye West man, ya the bruh

We gon' handle business, I'mma tell ya like this, I'm handlin' my business

It's Lil B and lil boss, and Chance the Rapper, ya'll girls gotta come ova here faster, becuz we

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Chance The Rapper)

Ya should see me in that rare thing, that shit is erry' thing

Uh huh, huh huh, where my bear thing?

On my Bulls and Sox and Bears game

When I'm pulling up in that foie gras, damn that boy got swag, rah

I say Allah, woochie woochie voila

Voila, shorty play the violin, lil bit smaller than I'm used to

I asked 'em 'want sum' mooshoo?'

She said 'ya hungry?', hmm damn and I'm ugly

(Interlude: Chance The Rapper)

That shit actually goes crazy

Cos I feel like muthafuckas don't understand uh, the reason why we rare is cos everybody's beautiful

And that shit just makes me rare and so that's why

I'mma just keep dancin' in the studio

And I feel like, nigga, hear me dancin' in the

(Verse 3: Chance The Rapper)

I like my shit uncooked, I like my shit just raw

Everythin' that ya thought I wrote, I just thought

I be comin' off the top, that is my talk

Top of my head at the end of my black Afro

What I do, what I do when I step in the club

Everybody give me dap, bitches give me love

And the bartender, at the end he just give a hug

He say 'thank ya for droppin' fifty million thousand dubs'

When I'm in the club, niggas love me so much

Chano, man I swear we fucking just so tough

So when I say I'm, I'm, I'm rare

I just mean I'm like Jordan when I'm catching sum' air, cos

(Hook x2)