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Fondue Video (MV)




Performed By: Chel Strong
Length: 3:00
Written by: Chelson Strong




Chel Strong - Fondue Lyrics
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You always find them
Bout time you found you
Dipping in ya cheese
Like a nigga fondue
Watch yo back
And don't front for who is on yo side
Real nigga's don't judge but tell you
When you ain't right
Don't call it hate they just really don't wanna see you loose
Cause that's a path to destruction
And if they love you
That's a path that they don't really wanna see you choose
But since the money up
The body count is too
Different boos in different hues eating different food
Ego inflating she say it's different with you
The difference is in her or your wife and kids
Is she pulling the same shit she on
Down on different dudes
You met her while amongst a
Different crew
Coke highs while
Pockets on low times
Has made it difficult
To differ who
Really got you
Even the hoes actin different too
Yo iMessages on read
No more different nudes
Don't take it to heart
Just learn who to give it too
They really ain't ya friends
If it's always on you
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Oh she got expensive taste
And know she fine too
Oh she got expensive taste
And know she fine too
You always find them bout time you found you
It's like they ain't gotta find a bag
They found you
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Always the host
Doin the most
For those that could care less about you
Blessing these judases jesus
Blocking blessings around you
Kept ya mouth closed
Never was talking bout they business
But when the business you built
Take a fall they diminish
The doors open still
Just nobody walking in it
Guess it ain't enough space
In your apartment
Then through all these struggles
Look around to who was there to push you up
Way before your pot of gold
Who was there to wish you luck
On some hand on your shoulder shit
That ride or die it don't ever cost you a quarter tip
Not the ones that won't even offer no water sip
Yo champagne
Always on yo dining table
Snorting yo, cocaine, and
Yo weed that you smoke
The crew smoke
Til you broke
Then you owe
Lord who knows
It's a game when your numbers up
Until your just uno
Cause crew go
Along with endless culo
When the loot low
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You always find them
Bout time you found you
Dipping in ya cheese
Like a nigga fondue
Watch yo back
And don't front for who is on yo side
Real nigga's don't judge but tell you
When you ain't right
Don't call it hate they just really don't wanna see you loose
Cause that's a path to destruction
And if they love you
That's a path that they don't really wanna see you choose
But since the money up
The body count is too
Different boos in different hues eating different food
Ego inflating she say it's different with you
The difference is in her or your wife and kids
Is she pulling the same shit she on
Down on different dudes
You met her while amongst a
Different crew
Coke highs while
Pockets on low times
Has made it difficult
To differ who
Really got you
Even the hoes actin different too
Yo iMessages on read
No more different nudes
Don't take it to heart
Just learn who to give it too
They really ain't ya friends
If it's always on you
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Oh she got expensive taste
And know she fine too
Oh she got expensive taste
And know she fine too
You always find them bout time you found you
It's like they ain't gotta find a bag
They found you
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Dippin in ya cheese like a nigga fondue
Always the host
Doin the most
For those that could care less about you
Blessing these judases jesus
Blocking blessings around you
Kept ya mouth closed
Never was talking bout they business
But when the business you built
Take a fall they diminish
The doors open still
Just nobody walking in it
Guess it ain't enough space
In your apartment
Then through all these struggles
Look around to who was there to push you up
Way before your pot of gold
Who was there to wish you luck
On some hand on your shoulder shit
That ride or die it don't ever cost you a quarter tip
Not the ones that won't even offer no water sip
Yo champagne
Always on yo dining table
Snorting yo, cocaine, and
Yo weed that you smoke
The crew smoke
Til you broke
Then you owe
Lord who knows
It's a game when your numbers up
Until your just uno
Cause crew go
Along with endless culo
When the loot low
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Writer: Chelson Strong
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