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Checkmate/whole Lotta - Noodah05 Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: N noodah05 | Published: 2024-30-09T09:21:55:00+07:00

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[intro]
(what’s happenin’, chi chi?)

[chorus]
whole lot of money, cars and sh*t, tryna see who hard as this (who hard as this)
tree house in the west end at my granny house, it started there (it started there)
knew you ain’t the best, but you kind of the hardest now (kind of the hardest)
and the b*tch tryna f*ck me, just like a robbery, come and take the artist down (yeah, yeah)
life’s just like a box of chocolates, what forrest gump said? (yeah, yeah)
n*gga got shot three times by a coke head, i want that b*tch dead
pull up, shoot, hittin’ nothin’ but head (baow)
she know i lovе her, she need her insurancе, so i always say (i say it for her, i got you)

[verse]
tell me you wanna be here (for real)
bae, your love is like a drug and i’m startin’ to relapse
your words pierce through my soul and i’m startin’ to bleed out (uh*oh)
she know that street sh*t really real, she kiss me ‘fore i leave out (ugh)
i been pullin’ on her, leave out (yeah)
on my way to success, sometime i might reroute (uh, uh, uh)
put that d*ck in her chest, i’ma have her screamin’ out (out)
knew that you really the one and you ain’t goin’ for nothin’, you keepin’ your gun
and you all about your funds and she say i sound just like my son (my son, yeah)
my pride was never too big to tell you my feelings (nah)
throwin’ rocks, they love their hands, just tell me you did it (nah)
had to count the cards that i was dealt, just tell me who did it (oh yeah)
i don’t give a f*ck if you said “felt”, just tell me who feel me (yeah)
grownin’ up a couple months ago, they couldn’t see me (uh*uh)
i don’t ask for sh*t, i give good d*ck, don’t think i need you (f*ck you)
puttin’ on the rubber, baby, you can’t have my s*m*n (uh*uh)
if i feel some tension, lil’ bro pull up with that finish (bah, bah)
take me forward on my best day (yeah, uh)
let’s have fun and get drunk, we gon’ make a s*x tape
i’m tryna make the best shake (yeah)
come on, give me head, bae
movin’ all your p*wns out the way, i just made checkmate (nah, yeah)
if i knew better, i wouldn’t have did that (yeah)
you can receive it all up front, i just want my get*back (get*back)
i’m capable to come out flippin’, he got hit tryna zigzag (he trippin’)
still toein’ in my jordan’s, tryna step like riff raff (riff raff, crazy)
momma’ll shop for the mishap (yeah)
bad bladder in these streets, these n*ggas don’t wanna see me p*ssed off
ban a n*gga from over here, lock his ass with tiktok
brand new buss, no tick*tock
we grew up, don’t lock in cars, you’ll think we pick locks (come here)
you ain’t f*ck me ’til i got some money, b*tch, kick rocks (be gone)
how the f*ck did you find my number? b*tch, get lost (get the f*ck on)
i’m somewhere countin’ up a hundred inside of a loft (you feel me?)
do you know how much pain costs? (pain cost, for real) you gotta pay me just to talk (you feel me?)
[chorus]
whole lot of money, cars and sh*t, tryna see who hard as this (who hard as this)
tree house in the west end at my granny house, it started there (it started there)
knew you ain’t the best, but you kind of the hardest now (kind of the hardest)
and the b*tch tryna f*ck me, just like a robbery, come and take the artist down (yeah, yeah)
life’s just like a box of chocolates, what forrest gump said? (yeah, yeah)
n*gga got shot three times by a coke head, i want that b*tch dead
pull up, shoot, hittin’ nothin’ but head (baow)
she know i love her, she need her insurance, so i always say (i say it for her, i got you)

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