Chip - Calling Lyrics
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Calling
Calling Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Calling By Chip?
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Ayy, yo Ayy, yo That's the money calling me, ayy, yo The haters on to me, ayy, yo But I'll bet the drum go off, ayy, yo I know them boy dem soft, ay, yo I'm so fly like Wayne Carter Tell dem boy dere I'm their farda Your boy clipping your baby mudda That one's a sinner, now we got the gully Gaza I tell them man park up Don't stall, the ting will spark up Yo, I've got the .38 tucked Don't move or the ting will bust yeah, yeah 'Cause ayy, they don't wanna play no games Rolling with the .38, them niggas won't come my way Ayy, they don't wanna play no games Rolling with the .38, them niggas won't come my way That's the money calling me, ayy, yo The haters on to me, ayy, yo But I'll bet the drum go off, ayy, yo I know them boy dem soft, ay, yo Chippy, yo, got the weed and blem Judge, I've got me, I don't need no leng Get real money, that's G-R-M Redline true spitters from I dislike them All fake friends fi get bun See you flex online and wan' come If they don't support when you're grinding Don't ever let 'em 'round when you shining Red leather seat, but mi gone again Get pussy automatic, girl not stall again See, my life, might book a flight last night By morn, money call so mi gone again, see Too much sauce for dem Just a pree, dem a pree, me nuh know wamp to dem Chippy on a verse, too cold like (brr) But (brr), that's the money call again, see That's the money calling me, ayy, yo The haters on to me, ayy, yo But I'll bet the drum go off, ayy, yo I know them boy dem soft, ay, yo Like oh wow Man I'm smoking this green, it's so loud And the amm packs are sold out How you running these streets with no clout? Yo Like oh my Man, it's Kojo Funds from the East side Two loaded waps when we ride Man, I'm high in the sky, I'm so fly like a kite My heart's cold, it's blatant Grew up in these streets, these pavements I'm still running from Satan But these boys still act the same It's blatant Grew up in these streets, these pavements I'm still running from Satan But these boys still act the same That's the money calling me, ayy, yo The haters on to me, ayy, yo But I'll bet the drum go off, ayy, yo I know them boy dem soft, ay, yo Ayy, yo Ayy, yo Ayy, yo Ayy, yo |
Who Wrote Calling By Chip?
Errol Bellot, Gabriel Kusimo
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What's The Duration Of The Calling By Chip?The duration of Calling is 3:53 minutes and seconds. |
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