The Creator - Chordaroy Lyrics
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Chordaroy
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What Are The Lyrics For Chordaroy By The Creator?
We come through mopping, like janitors
Smoking kush nuggets the size of fucking tarantulas Blow got me amped as f*ck, ho niggas backing up And that nigga Short tell that nigga Jasper swag me up Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how the f*ck Our number one fans is faggots that used to laugh at us Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was "Um, y'all dope, Wolf Gang just the damper dust" Yeah the dapper dogs take your head chop it off No father, f*ck being proper bitch, we're popping off And to top it off I'm dropping monster monologues That's hot enough to piss your local arson off That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss Switch swag on you little dick fags You fucking dead bitch chips, I'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass She call me crazy, they call me crazy They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life I'm living baby, I'm living baby I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life And you call me shady, call me crazy Call me lazy, I ain't your baby It's a chordaroy life that I'm living hazy It's a chordaroy life that I'm living phase me People love Hodgy I hate you though I don't precipitate bitch, I H2O And I move across your membrane, you loose against my insane Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain I like girls but I don't f*ck with tramps I'm elephant tusking and they succulents I'm shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly Break jaws Mr. Vigora, rigorously I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze I cop weed for less of a percentage than I fucking plot seeds New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection Bitch I got my swag card, natural protection Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons I brandish and I flash tools and I have fools stepping I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til I can see the light Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice She call me crazy, they call me crazy They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life I'm living baby, I'm living baby I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life And you call me shady, call me crazy Call me lazy, I ain't your baby It's a chordaroy life that I'm living hazy It's a chordaroy life that I'm living phase me When I say "Wolf Gang", you say "F*ck that" Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious buttcracks Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped This is f*ck music here, let a couple sluts use it Show their boobs, and I'll hop out the booth when I'm done pooping Grab a couple (gats), stuff 'em in the backpack Then take them to school for show and tell day screaming "F*ck students" Backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust Could fucking splat and show you the fucking Iraq in us A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of Shaq Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck Killing these niggas off quick Don't believe me? Then watch me empty out a full clip Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch That wasn't bullets, that was copies of Bastard, you bitch She call me crazy, they call me crazy They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life I'm living baby, I'm living baby I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life And you call me shady, call me crazy Call me lazy, I ain't your baby It's a chordaroy life that I'm living hazy It's a chordaroy life that I'm living phase me |
Who Wrote Chordaroy By The Creator?
Thebe Kgositsile, Gerard Long, Tyler Okonma, Vyron Turner
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What's The Duration Of The Chordaroy By The Creator?The duration of Chordaroy is 5:00 minutes and seconds. |
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