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Chef Corey - Testimony Lyrics



Chef Corey - Testimony Lyrics
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All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
This year I'm coming in this bitch like a freight train
You already know that I am not playing no games
Ice on my neck you know that I keep a chain
I'm tryna make a lot money tryna go make it rain
Speaking of rain ima come with the drip
Get toilet paper I know I'm the shit
I must admit
Getting to the top is hard but you know I won't ever quit
I will commit
You know this year I won't ever stay down ima stay lit
I'm can predict
That ima get somewhere with music as long as I stay with the shit
Ima get the bag no hater gon stop me
If you want smoke ima come with the army
This year ima be a hot topic
This year I'm on fire like I'm in the hot seat
All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
Hop in the whip and drive with the Mazda
You know that the 40 turn yo brain into pasta
Sike I'm just playing I don't got no 40
But that doesn't mean that I won't take yo shorty
Naw get yo hoe get I don't want yo bitch
Me and my bae we like Lilo and Stitch
Ima make sure she straight
Ima make sure she have diamonds all on her wrist
Gotta ball on the court win the game like I'm Bailey
We living that life getting lit on the daily
Shoutout my brothers we all goin' crazy
We running the game we paper chasing
Pull up to the party and I Milly Rock
Pull up to your block and I then knock
Damn Chef Corey what time is it?
Bitch get up Paper chasing o'clock
Its grind time no time to slack off
And if you a hater then please back off
Mardi Gras in the party and when yo girl see me she Like Future f*ck it mask off
Its time to go crazy its time to get lit
No time to deal with bullshit
To chase the bag you can't ever quit
Cause In the end I must admit that
All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
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All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
This year I'm coming in this bitch like a freight train
You already know that I am not playing no games
Ice on my neck you know that I keep a chain
I'm tryna make a lot money tryna go make it rain
Speaking of rain ima come with the drip
Get toilet paper I know I'm the shit
I must admit
Getting to the top is hard but you know I won't ever quit
I will commit
You know this year I won't ever stay down ima stay lit
I'm can predict
That ima get somewhere with music as long as I stay with the shit
Ima get the bag no hater gon stop me
If you want smoke ima come with the army
This year ima be a hot topic
This year I'm on fire like I'm in the hot seat
All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
Hop in the whip and drive with the Mazda
You know that the 40 turn yo brain into pasta
Sike I'm just playing I don't got no 40
But that doesn't mean that I won't take yo shorty
Naw get yo hoe get I don't want yo bitch
Me and my bae we like Lilo and Stitch
Ima make sure she straight
Ima make sure she have diamonds all on her wrist
Gotta ball on the court win the game like I'm Bailey
We living that life getting lit on the daily
Shoutout my brothers we all goin' crazy
We running the game we paper chasing
Pull up to the party and I Milly Rock
Pull up to your block and I then knock
Damn Chef Corey what time is it?
Bitch get up Paper chasing o'clock
Its grind time no time to slack off
And if you a hater then please back off
Mardi Gras in the party and when yo girl see me she Like Future f*ck it mask off
Its time to go crazy its time to get lit
No time to deal with bullshit
To chase the bag you can't ever quit
Cause In the end I must admit that
All I want is the cash on me
You know we chasing stacks homie
Tryna collect some racks homie
Gonna get the cash in a flash homie
And when we spend that check you know we gonna get it right back homie
Like Santa Clause I got the sack on me
If you need me hit my jack homie
You already know we gon make it
The world gonna know my name homie
Ain no mistaking it
Ima make sure that they all know me
I know ima make it big
Whether it come quick or come slowly
Whether it's with yall on or my lonely
The world will know my testimony
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Writer: Corey Bowman
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Performed By: Chef Corey
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Corey Bowman

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