Shawnna My Chicago (Part 2) lyrics



...I be that bitch in that all black tinted out el dorado
Ain't nobody fuckin' wit me
It's my chicago
When you see me in the club mean-mug your bottle
That's that remy to your face kid gully soprano
Ain't nobody fuckin' with the weed like I do
And I'm probably sippin' remy and that hypno too
And I'm kinda tired of hearin' what this bitch gon' do
'Cause if she poppin' with her fam
They can get some too
I know you heard about them bitches from the gold and the gutta
Fuck a sack chaser
Mami got that dro' and that butta'
Papi hit me for the low
I'm out in philly wit' tutter
Where the sticky be so fine
Make you talk wit' a studda'
Like pusha
Pusha please can I get one mo'
It's four niggas in the breeze
Standin' at my door
I'm like one
Two
Three
Reachin' at my four
'Cause if I sque-sque-squeeze
Nigga that's how it go... that's all we got fo' that one...

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