King Chip - Light One Up lyrics

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King Chip - Light One Up lyrics

[Chip talking] How many we got rolled up? That's not enough... n***as ...Chip [Verse 1] Forever I'll be F-R-E-$-H Chillin' up in iHop with the country fried steak Super smooth Kenny G and these raps be the sack Shined up with the wax, bet them panties gone collapse She just wanna hang out, I'm just tryna ugh Such a Nutty Professor but b**h I'm Buddy Love Rollin' up this eggplant, said it and I meant that LA to the Chi now I'm 'bout to head back Cleveland is the city and they f**in' with me A lot of n***as comin' up can't say the same ya feel me Day to day coolin', sickest with the J's, F-R-E-$-H Reppin' so plentiful b**hes so difficult Here we go mandatory time-wastin' sippin' slow Chillin' doe, she rollin' up Hella shrimp, Bubba Gump She mumbled up a great plan 'I can roll the weed up' [Hook x3] Light one up, pa** it.. and hope that b**h make it back, sh** Light one up, pa** it.. we ain't trippin', we good, fantastic [Verse 2] Before you hit the fast lane, you gots to yield onto the e-way Even if you gots the fastest Porsche or Lamborghin-ay Young boss n***as mean you gots to do what we say When you was our age wasn't no iTunes or eBay Only thing old heads know is old bread New money on the mic boy drop that fo'head And pick it back up, now repeat that, and let them feet tap Let ya body language shout out and gimme some feedback I need that to keep the vibe up, let me remind ya, we live n***a ain't nobody gave me a dollar I f**in' earned it Makin' hoes regret that they ain't let me hit that And these weed brownies'll blow ya sh** back Mind-controllin', time is slow when I be blowin' I be zonin', I be floatin' hoping I could make some kinda dough Some time ago I figured out what life about, received the knowledge Made up my mind to stay on this grind and because of it I won't be needing no college Lest they request the presence of a young G Peace to all the girls that don't be shy when they come see The coldest, now hands up over them shoulders The boldest, the plan is to murder you phonies Been rhymin' since junior high rockin' Saucony's Now it's L and V's from head to toe on you jabronies My n***a we own this Midwest dream on sh** Gettin' paid forever while we zonin' now roll it [Hook x3]