Super Junior (+) 爱已离去 (She's gone)

Super Junior ☆ 爱已离去 (She’s gone)

[Talking: Chip]

How many we got rolled up?

That’s not enough… niggas

… Chip



[Verse 1:]

Forever I’ll be F-R-E-$-H

Chillin’ up in iHop with the country fried steak

Super smooth Kenny G and these raps be the sack

Shined up with the wax, bet them panties gone collapse

She just wanna hang out, I’m just tryna ugh

Such a Nutty Professor but bitch I’m Buddy Love

Rollin’ up this eggplant, said it and I meant that

LA to the Chi now I’m ’bout to head back

Cleveland is the city and they fuckin’ with me

A lot of niggas comin’ up can’t say the same ya feel me

Day to day coolin’, sickest with the J’s, F-R-E-$-H

Reppin’ so plentiful

Bitches so difficult

Here we go mandatory time-wastin’ sippin’ slow

Chillin’ doe, she rollin’ up

Hella shrimp, Bubba Gump

She mumbled up a great plan ‘I can roll the weed up’



[Hook:]

Light one up, pass it… and hope that bitch make it back, shit

Light one up, pass it… we ain’t trippin’, we good, fantastic [x3]



[Verse 2:]

Before you hit the fast lane, you gots to yield onto the e-way

Even if you gots the fastest Porsche or Lamborghin-ay

Young boss niggas mean you gots to do what we say

When you was our age wasn’t no iTunes or eBay

Only thing old heads know is old bread

New money on the mic boy drop that fo’head

And pick it back up, now repeat that, and let them feet tap

Let ya body language shout out and gimme some feedback

I need that to keep the vibe up, let me remind ya, we live

Nigga ain’t nobody gave me a dollar

I fuckin’ earned it

Makin’ hoes regret that they let me hit that

And these weed brownies’ll blow ya shit back

Mind-controllin’, time is slow when I be blowin’

I be zonin’, I be floatin’ hoping I could make some kinda dough

Some time ago I figured out what life about, received the knowledge

Made up my mind to stay on this grind and because of it I won’t be needing no college

Lest they request the presence of a young G

Peace to all the girls that don’t be shy when they come see

The coldest, now hands up over them shoulders

The boldest, the plan is to murder you phonies

Been rhymin’ since junior high rockin’ Saucony’s

Now it’s L and V’s from head to toe on you jabronies

My nigga we own this

Midwest dream on shit

Gettin’ paid forever while we zonin’ now roll it



[Hook:]

Light one up, pass it… and hope that bitch make it back, shit

Light one up, pass it… we ain’t trippin’, we good, fantastic [x3]

in my dream(chg lyric)-little bit chipmunks..XD
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