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MaryRosePro - Chicago Milano Lyrics



MaryRosePro - Chicago Milano Lyrics
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I think I might have it all figured out now
I don't go to sleep when the sun dips
I tell myself this Ford is a Tahoe
I always tell myself one day we'll be on though
Chicago bitch all the way straight from Milano
Born in Milano I was raised in Chicago
Got gas like shell, they bustin shells hella tacos
I'll bust yo ass it take a lock and a sock hoe
In the stu we chop it up I'm El Choppo
Ain't cuffin shit I leave that up to the coppos
I seen some grills and I was like I would rock those
I want those
Bitch, so I copped them
I go in just like incisions from doctors
Hate when a bad bitch conversation be awkward
She call me daddy whole time I'm someone's daughter
I make it splash I go right into the water
She be like you go so hard, I could go harder
She try to trip when I run, I go farther
And farther, bitch, Im a goner
Found my way out of that ditch
When I ran I dipped
You don't gotta tell me shit
I could read your lips
Crazy how we be on the same page and then it flips
I should've never put you on to my favorite shit
I knew that it would happen, but it happened so quick
Wasn't prepared for none of it, not even half of it
I swear shit is f*cked up man but life is lit
And everyone I talk to try to give me tips
But
They ain't even doing shit though
They always smile in my face act like they
Know, ya ya
I just smile and I nod until they go
I ain't playing around these bitches sound slow
And they ain't even doin shit though
They smile in my face act like they know ya ya
I just smile and I nod until they go
Playing around these bitches they slow
I think I might have it all figured out now
I don't go to sleep when the sun dips
I tell myself this Ford is a Tahoe
I always tell myself one day we'll be on though
Chicago bitch all the way straight from Milano
Milano bitch I'm posted up in Chicago
Got gas like shell, they bustin shells hella tacos
I'll bust yo ass it take a lock and a sock hoe
In the stu we chop it up im El Choppo
Ain't cuffin shit leave that up all to the cops bro
I seen some grills and I was like I would rock those
Want those
Bitch, so I copped them
And I'm just going harder and harder
Somebody told me I fell off I went harder
Bitch back to the booth now
You know what we do now
And I'm just going harder and harder
Somebody told me I fell off I went harder
Bitch back to the booth now
You know what we do now
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I think I might have it all figured out now
I don't go to sleep when the sun dips
I tell myself this Ford is a Tahoe
I always tell myself one day we'll be on though
Chicago bitch all the way straight from Milano
Born in Milano I was raised in Chicago
Got gas like shell, they bustin shells hella tacos
I'll bust yo ass it take a lock and a sock hoe
In the stu we chop it up I'm El Choppo
Ain't cuffin shit I leave that up to the coppos
I seen some grills and I was like I would rock those
I want those
Bitch, so I copped them
I go in just like incisions from doctors
Hate when a bad bitch conversation be awkward
She call me daddy whole time I'm someone's daughter
I make it splash I go right into the water
She be like you go so hard, I could go harder
She try to trip when I run, I go farther
And farther, bitch, Im a goner
Found my way out of that ditch
When I ran I dipped
You don't gotta tell me shit
I could read your lips
Crazy how we be on the same page and then it flips
I should've never put you on to my favorite shit
I knew that it would happen, but it happened so quick
Wasn't prepared for none of it, not even half of it
I swear shit is f*cked up man but life is lit
And everyone I talk to try to give me tips
But
They ain't even doing shit though
They always smile in my face act like they
Know, ya ya
I just smile and I nod until they go
I ain't playing around these bitches sound slow
And they ain't even doin shit though
They smile in my face act like they know ya ya
I just smile and I nod until they go
Playing around these bitches they slow
I think I might have it all figured out now
I don't go to sleep when the sun dips
I tell myself this Ford is a Tahoe
I always tell myself one day we'll be on though
Chicago bitch all the way straight from Milano
Milano bitch I'm posted up in Chicago
Got gas like shell, they bustin shells hella tacos
I'll bust yo ass it take a lock and a sock hoe
In the stu we chop it up im El Choppo
Ain't cuffin shit leave that up all to the cops bro
I seen some grills and I was like I would rock those
Want those
Bitch, so I copped them
And I'm just going harder and harder
Somebody told me I fell off I went harder
Bitch back to the booth now
You know what we do now
And I'm just going harder and harder
Somebody told me I fell off I went harder
Bitch back to the booth now
You know what we do now
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Writer: Maria Provinzano, MaryRose Pro
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Performed By: MaryRosePro
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Maria Provinzano, MaryRose Pro
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