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Moweezy - Chill (feat. Valentine OHB) Lyrics



Moweezy - Chill (feat. Valentine OHB) Lyrics
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Gold on my wrist
All of these bitches
Be snitching
Suck on my dick
Aye, Nigga we dripping
All my hood boss niggas
F*cking lit
Nigga I don't play
When it comes to eating
Ass all day
All we do is f*ck now
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
I'm countin my money
I count on my grip
When I see a bunny
You know I will hit
Now what's my hobby
I'm makin shit lit
Outside it is sunny
Watch out for the crip
One shot it is bloody
We making it rain
I'm right in that tummy
She feeling my pain
My nigga what's good?
We out here, we living
And count like a angel
Buy stuff like a crane uh
Feels like nothing the same
Old friends
Are really gettin strange here
Like I said anyway
Trust no nigga who seems too fake here
Got good ice on my chain
Feels like an angel makin it rain here
I don't care what u say
Bitch y'all better not giving me brain
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
I'm countin my flow
Y'all niggas should listen
Boy you a hoe
A impossible mission
In that third row
I see niggas snitchin
I don't need to know
Why y'all weirdos be bitchin
They callin me Mo
You gonna ride with it?
Hol up we go home
It was too much business
Don't act like a hoe
You already get it
Don't want it no more
Catch a fist the last minute
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
We gon chill
We on ice
Got them pills
What's the price?
We gon kill
Get you a slice
A good meal
With a lotta rice urrg
Eat it up, hmm
I'll eat it up, uh
Call me MJ
I'mma beat it up, uh
Pick it up uh
I'll switch it up uh
Pussy ass nigga
Never had enough uh
Playin though
Get ur ass punched
After that
Gotten lost for nine months
Hate on me I'll get u done
F*ck niggas do only know how to run
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yeaaaahey
Yea
We got Moweezy and OHB
In this bitch
Bigtitiesgang nigga
Real young nigga!
Gold on my wrist
All of these bitches
Be snitching
Suck on my dick
Aye, Nigga we dripping
All my hood boss niggas
F*cking lit
Nigga I don't play
When it comes to eating
Ass all day
All we do is f*ck now
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
We gon chill
We on ice
Got them pills
What's the price?
We gon kill
Get you a slice
A good meal
With a lotta rice uh
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Gold on my wrist
All of these bitches
Be snitching
Suck on my dick
Aye, Nigga we dripping
All my hood boss niggas
F*cking lit
Nigga I don't play
When it comes to eating
Ass all day
All we do is f*ck now
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
I'm countin my money
I count on my grip
When I see a bunny
You know I will hit
Now what's my hobby
I'm makin shit lit
Outside it is sunny
Watch out for the crip
One shot it is bloody
We making it rain
I'm right in that tummy
She feeling my pain
My nigga what's good?
We out here, we living
And count like a angel
Buy stuff like a crane uh
Feels like nothing the same
Old friends
Are really gettin strange here
Like I said anyway
Trust no nigga who seems too fake here
Got good ice on my chain
Feels like an angel makin it rain here
I don't care what u say
Bitch y'all better not giving me brain
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
I'm countin my flow
Y'all niggas should listen
Boy you a hoe
A impossible mission
In that third row
I see niggas snitchin
I don't need to know
Why y'all weirdos be bitchin
They callin me Mo
You gonna ride with it?
Hol up we go home
It was too much business
Don't act like a hoe
You already get it
Don't want it no more
Catch a fist the last minute
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
We gon chill
We on ice
Got them pills
What's the price?
We gon kill
Get you a slice
A good meal
With a lotta rice urrg
Eat it up, hmm
I'll eat it up, uh
Call me MJ
I'mma beat it up, uh
Pick it up uh
I'll switch it up uh
Pussy ass nigga
Never had enough uh
Playin though
Get ur ass punched
After that
Gotten lost for nine months
Hate on me I'll get u done
F*ck niggas do only know how to run
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yeaaaahey
Yea
We got Moweezy and OHB
In this bitch
Bigtitiesgang nigga
Real young nigga!
Gold on my wrist
All of these bitches
Be snitching
Suck on my dick
Aye, Nigga we dripping
All my hood boss niggas
F*cking lit
Nigga I don't play
When it comes to eating
Ass all day
All we do is f*ck now
Nigga We gon chill
All of my niggas be dripping
In that f*cking pussy
Chill
All of my bitches be naked
In my f*cking living room
All this drip got your bitch
Playing some games
Yea, yea, yea
We gon chill
We on ice
Got them pills
What's the price?
We gon kill
Get you a slice
A good meal
With a lotta rice uh
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Writer: Maurice Kalule, Mustafa Ehi
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Performed By: Moweezy
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Maurice Kalule, Mustafa Ehi

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